When will life be boring again?
Well, that last entry was pretty melodramatic, don'tcha think?
With all of the cancer showing up in my family lately, I'll just have to be pretty careful and make sure I mention it to doctors. Having yearly physicals wouldn't hurt, either.
Here's what I did for the last two weeks:
Friday, 1/9: J's boss tells her that she can't work remotely. Her boss and the VP of her branch said "yes", but the regional president said "no". J has a couple of friends send out resumes within AT&T.
Sunday, 1/11: My sister calls from St. Louis to say that my grandfather is doing badly. The family down there doesn't think he'll last the week.
Monday, 1/12: J gets a call from a manager here in MI who wants to interview her. J's resume is the first good resume this manager has found in the stack of about 40 she's gotten. I get another call from St. Louis saying that if I want to see Grandpa, I'd better get down there soon. I jump on a plane and get there late that night.
Tuesday, 1/13: Grandpa perks up quite a bit while I'm there. We have some great conversation, and it seems to cheer him up. He's in no pain, but he's really tired and he can't get out of bed. He's still there mentally, and other than some slurred speach, he seems like his normal self. That evening I jump on a plane back to MI because......
Wednesday, 1/14: .... I close on the house. In the middle of a huge snowstorm. I am an hour late for the closing because the highway was closed for a bit due to an accident. I get into the new home, set up my TV (which can only be used for GameCube since I have no cable), blow up the air mattress, shovel 5 inches of snow off the driveway, and spend the night in the empty house. Even if I wanted to head back to my sister's place, I couldn't. The highway was being closed off and on since they couldn't keep up with the snowfall.
Thursday, 1/15: J has her interview, and they offer her the job. Now we just have to wait for approval for the headcount increase. Grandpa is put on sedatives and mild pain killers.
Friday, 1/16: Hop on a plane to St. Louis. J meets me there. Grandpa is still alive, but is pretty groggy due to the medication. However, he is obviously happy to see J, and they talk about a phone conversation they had earlier in the week. He's obviously still mentally there, even though his body is giving out.
Saturday, 1/17: Grandpa dies at 6:23am CST. I, J, two aunts, a cousin, and my grandma are there with him in his last few minutes. I try to help out as much as I can with phone calls, etc. My mom and dad arrive in the evening.
Sunday, 1/18: In the evening, J and I fly back to Michigan because.....
Monday, 1/19: .... our stuff arrives from California. The movers arrive at 8:30, and we just have them throw most of our stuff on the main floor. They finish in 3 hours, giving us just enough time to catch a 1:30pm flight back to St. Louis. We arrive at the visitation only an hour and a half after it starts. Again, I try to help out as much as possible, but I was having a hard time of it.
Tuesday, 1/20: The funeral.
Wednesday, 1/21: I fly back to MI, and J flies back to CA. We're hoping to hear from her new manager early next week with the official "yes" for the transfer. We expect that she'll be here in MI permanently as of 1/31. I start unpacking, and the cable guy comes. I get NHL Center Ice and life is good. :)
Thursday, 1/22: Best Buy arrives at 7:30am to deliver the refridgerator, washer, and dryer (sp?). I return to work.
Today: the natural gas guy is supposed to be coming to hook up the dryer, but I haven't heard anything. He better call and hook the damn thing up, because I'm out of clean clothes.
Anyway, I need a vacation. J is scouting out trips to Grand Cayman for March. That's just what we need: to get away from everything, and just relax on the beach. We both need time away from life and death for a little while. Plus, with all the time we've spent apart, it'll be nice just to have "us" time without anything else going on.
With all of the cancer showing up in my family lately, I'll just have to be pretty careful and make sure I mention it to doctors. Having yearly physicals wouldn't hurt, either.
Here's what I did for the last two weeks:
Friday, 1/9: J's boss tells her that she can't work remotely. Her boss and the VP of her branch said "yes", but the regional president said "no". J has a couple of friends send out resumes within AT&T.
Sunday, 1/11: My sister calls from St. Louis to say that my grandfather is doing badly. The family down there doesn't think he'll last the week.
Monday, 1/12: J gets a call from a manager here in MI who wants to interview her. J's resume is the first good resume this manager has found in the stack of about 40 she's gotten. I get another call from St. Louis saying that if I want to see Grandpa, I'd better get down there soon. I jump on a plane and get there late that night.
Tuesday, 1/13: Grandpa perks up quite a bit while I'm there. We have some great conversation, and it seems to cheer him up. He's in no pain, but he's really tired and he can't get out of bed. He's still there mentally, and other than some slurred speach, he seems like his normal self. That evening I jump on a plane back to MI because......
Wednesday, 1/14: .... I close on the house. In the middle of a huge snowstorm. I am an hour late for the closing because the highway was closed for a bit due to an accident. I get into the new home, set up my TV (which can only be used for GameCube since I have no cable), blow up the air mattress, shovel 5 inches of snow off the driveway, and spend the night in the empty house. Even if I wanted to head back to my sister's place, I couldn't. The highway was being closed off and on since they couldn't keep up with the snowfall.
Thursday, 1/15: J has her interview, and they offer her the job. Now we just have to wait for approval for the headcount increase. Grandpa is put on sedatives and mild pain killers.
Friday, 1/16: Hop on a plane to St. Louis. J meets me there. Grandpa is still alive, but is pretty groggy due to the medication. However, he is obviously happy to see J, and they talk about a phone conversation they had earlier in the week. He's obviously still mentally there, even though his body is giving out.
Saturday, 1/17: Grandpa dies at 6:23am CST. I, J, two aunts, a cousin, and my grandma are there with him in his last few minutes. I try to help out as much as I can with phone calls, etc. My mom and dad arrive in the evening.
Sunday, 1/18: In the evening, J and I fly back to Michigan because.....
Monday, 1/19: .... our stuff arrives from California. The movers arrive at 8:30, and we just have them throw most of our stuff on the main floor. They finish in 3 hours, giving us just enough time to catch a 1:30pm flight back to St. Louis. We arrive at the visitation only an hour and a half after it starts. Again, I try to help out as much as possible, but I was having a hard time of it.
Tuesday, 1/20: The funeral.
Wednesday, 1/21: I fly back to MI, and J flies back to CA. We're hoping to hear from her new manager early next week with the official "yes" for the transfer. We expect that she'll be here in MI permanently as of 1/31. I start unpacking, and the cable guy comes. I get NHL Center Ice and life is good. :)
Thursday, 1/22: Best Buy arrives at 7:30am to deliver the refridgerator, washer, and dryer (sp?). I return to work.
Today: the natural gas guy is supposed to be coming to hook up the dryer, but I haven't heard anything. He better call and hook the damn thing up, because I'm out of clean clothes.
Anyway, I need a vacation. J is scouting out trips to Grand Cayman for March. That's just what we need: to get away from everything, and just relax on the beach. We both need time away from life and death for a little while. Plus, with all the time we've spent apart, it'll be nice just to have "us" time without anything else going on.