FLORIDA.
Of course, my home state tried to make it a criminal offense to not report your miscarriage.
The South. Lord love 'em.
In related news, my dear spouse has been trying to decide whether to apply for academic jobs this year, or not. He called me yesterday from work. (Yes, he works every Sunday until I go back to work full-time. Why yes, it does suck.)
"Guess who wants a junior faculty member in [the exact thing I do] studying [the exact thing I study]?" he said.
And apparently the universe said YES, because it's a gorgeous, small, teaching school that one of my best friends from high school attended, exactly 30 minutes from my parents' house. Hell yes, he's applying for academic jobs.
