R.I.P. Nanny

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I lost two loved ones this week... I'll start with the obvious, the title of this entry. My nan, who is my grandmother's sister, passed away on Sunday morning. Her name was Nancy, but when I was a child I couldn't say that, so I called her Nanny, and the name stuck for the rest of her life. She was diagnosed with liver cancer and pancreatic cancer last April, and as the summer went on she got progressively worse. Last week we found out that she had intestinal cancer as well, but we didn't tell her because we thought she would only feel worse mentally. So I saw her for the final time last Monday, when Everett and I stopped by the farm. That was the first and only time he ever got to meet her. On Thursday I was supposed to go with my mom and sister to visit Nanny, but I was kept overtime at work. So I said to myself "I'll go tomorrow, Friday." But on Friday, I was kept overtime as well, until 9pm. So I said "Okay, I'll go tomorrow. But I can't keep saying this, there may not BE a tomorrow." So on Saturday, I was also kept overtime, and did not get to go see her. She passed away on Sunday morning, and when I got a voicemail from my mom while I was at work, I knew something was wrong. I tried the house and her cell phone, but there was no answer, so I called my dad and he told me what had happened. I was a wreck at work, I cried for half an hour, and I was so mad at them because I had to stay late all those days, and I never got to say goodbye to Nanny or tell her how much I loved her. So then, it was 11am, and I said "I need to leave, I have to be with my family." and my supervisor, Deb, said that was fine... but first, we needed to stock the brunch buffett. And then I had to finish the pasta salad I was making. and THEN I had to make a cracker plate. So I didn't leave the kitchen until 1:00, which was 2 hours later than I'd wanted. So they kept me there when I wanted to see Nanny, and then they kept me there even after she died. I was so mad. But today was my last day, so I don't have to worry about it anymore. Nanny's viewing is tomorrow night, and then her funeral is Thursday morning. I have a feeling I'm going to be a mess. Our family hasn't really lost anyone close withing recent years (not to my knowledge, anyway... not within the past 15 years at least), so we're all taking this loss pretty hard.

The other loved one I lost was my dear old Bessy. Well, she wasn't so much a "loved one" as she was just "someone I had to fix all the time because she broke down so damn much." In case you haven't figured it out, I'm talking about my car. My 93 Ford Tempo is now property of Port City Nissan until sent off to auction. I knew she wouldn't pass inspection this month, and if she did, she wouldn't last me the winter. So I traded her in for a newer car, and now I have a silver 2002 Chevrolet Cavalier with a CD player and a sun roof. I really like it, it's very nice. A little car, a 2 door, it's sporty looking, and I'm quite pleased. I don't have a name for it yet, I'm just waiting to see how I feel in it. I'll give it a month or so.

Happy 1 month anniversary to me and my little mouse! Aka Everett! Speaking of, I gotta go hop in the shower and then head to his house. I will write more later. Bye!

RIP Nanny, I love you so much, and I miss you, and I'm sorry that I didn't get to say goodbye...