I brought a dining room table this week. A real one from a
furniture store that I plan to have for decades to come considering it cost me close to half a month's salary. God bless financing. It should be delivered tomorrow and I plan to have a party some time in the future to christen the new table.
My mom called to tell me that they took my cousin off life support last night. I guess they hadn't been getting any brain function for over a week and the transplanted heart never worked. I've been expecting this, and was surprised really that they had waited so long. I guess they were holding out hope. I don't know, maybe it was rather blunt of me to have been on deathwatch all this time but the fact that is heart transplant never took seemed pretty final to me.
I just feel horrible for my aunt since both of her sons have now died so young. Her other son died a few years back of a sudden asthma attack, and the son who died yesterday had sudden congestive heart failure.
I brought a bike! Specifically
this one. My goal is to ride to work. Of course, I made this pledge right during the middle of me going from 6am shifts to midnight shifts and then going out of town. And as always, there is a story between me and my bike. Those nice cruiser handles are adjustable which should be a good thing right? Well, even when I tighten them they move when I put my weight on them to get on the bike. And because I've tightened them, when I'm out on the street I can't pull them back up which means I can't steer or apparently get off the bike. I took a lovely crash landing this afternoon right in front of a police cruiser. And me being the idiot, I had forgotten my helmet. I'm going to make it though. The office is about three miles and I think with a little practice I can do it. The only real tough part is getting over the narrow bridge to the island and dodging lumber trucks.
I feel less guilty now about telling my friend that I couldn't make it down to Phoenix for the party. I really wanted to go, but it was a $400 ticket and I really holding out for going back to FL for Thanksgiving. Especially now that my friend is pregnant. I had also been asked to cover some shifts that same weekend which meant extra Sunday pay and a holiday. But she tells me that they ended up canceling the party so I don't feel quite so bad.
What had made me feel even worse is that I had brought a ticket to go down to LA on a whim, not even thinking that I was supposed to be saving up for the Phoenix trip. Not that the prices were anywhere near the same, but I could've put that money towards that. But I need to get out of town for a few days, away from the office. I think I've left the Humboldt Bay area once in the past month and a half and that was just to go to another equally remote place. I'm feeling shopping deprived. On my list for LA is to do some serious shopping for toiletry items that are damned expensive here in town. That and seeing all the touristy stuff that I never got around to see all the times I've been down there.