When I arrived back at work on Tuesday morning, the supervisor said, "Did you hear about Friday's announcement?"
I told her that I hadn't.
She said that the company had offered an extension, a new end date of January 14th. The bad news is that they wanted my answer by the end of the day.
I didn't really need to talk to Tim about it. We both saw this train 'a-coming down the tracks'. I said right along that the job would not be done in November.
Also, Tim has not received his 90 day lay-off notice yet from his company. When he gets that, he's guaranteed 90 more days, and the company can lay him off at any time after that period. He'll be working right up until mid-January at a minimum.
It seemed sensible for me to accept the extension until January 14th. She looked a little surprised when I said that I would accept it.
Later, I reprogrammed the countdown app I had going for my last day. I'm a practical person, but despite all that practicality, it was hard to watch the countdown go from 29 days to 94 days.
More traveling money, I tell myself.