Better to live in New Orleans in sack cloth and ashes than to own all of Orange County
My aunt (my mother's younger sister) and her husband have been staying in New Orleans for a couple of months. My aunt has lupus and I guess wasn't loving the weather in Seattle, although this is the same aunt who went to Antarctica in December, so... I mean I know it was summer there, but still. Anyway, they have a friend who owns a second home in the Garden District that is empty most of the year, and offered to let them stay in it for a while. I thought they were going to leave at the start of June, but there was some kind of mix-up. Apparently they also offered the house to a different friend whose house is getting redecorated or something, and they're arriving the last weekend in May. So we thought we had time to plan a visit, and I really wanted to go Memorial Day weekend, but now we're kind of scrambling at the last minute. We're going this weekend, as soon as I get home from work. That way we have at least one full day.
Lori and Jeremy moved to Seattle last year after several years of living in Orange County, when Jeremy got a job out there. He's a game developer and has had a few fairly high profile jobs in the industry since I've known him; it's a lucrative career at his level, but your jobs can end kind of abruptly. Which happened here, the project he was hired for was eliminated like a month later. He got 6 months of salary and benefits, though. Anyway, he then joined up with a friend who'd started a company. He had a meeting with him yesterday and I'm fuzzy on the details--Mom was telling me about it, she got it from a call with Lori who was telling her about what the business partner told Jeremy. It was all very "purple monkey dishwasher", I'll just get the facts from Lori when I see her.
Anyway, the details are irrelevant, the big picture is that Jeremy is being offered a much bigger role in the company, and they might move to New Orleans. I am somehow unsurprised by this news. I just had a feeling, from the situation, from talking with my aunt, from her social media posts, that this visit was gearing up to be something more permanent.
I hope it happens. Especially if they get a place with an extra bedroom. My aunt is only a few years older than my oldest brother, and she lived with us for a while when I was a kid and she'd just moved out to California. She's always felt more like a sister than an aunt, and as someone who never had a biological sister who lived in the same house all the time--Jamie was 2 weeks with us and 2 with her mother, and Phil had to take his ex to court to get it--I take my sister figures where I can find them.
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In other news, the a/c was fixed by the time I got home on Monday. Like I said, this happens every year, so in a way it's good to get it out of the way early. Better May than August. The last time it happened it was at the peak of summer and it got so hot upstairs that I lugged all of my record crates down until it got fixed. I was afraid they would warp in the heat.
And I've started wearing liquid eyeliner again for no discernable reason. I had to buy an eyeliner and saw the liquid ones and my brain just went HEY WHY NOT. I still don't really have wrinkles in my face, but time's effect on gravity is inevitable. The skin around your eyes sags when you're in your late 40s in ways it just doesn't when you're in your 20s, so I basically had to re-learn how to apply it. Also my eyes water a lot more than they used to--it's something I got from my grandfather, I think--but man, when Revlon calls something "Colorstay", they fucking mean it. I'm pretty sure that eyeliner would last through a hurricane.
Lori and Jeremy moved to Seattle last year after several years of living in Orange County, when Jeremy got a job out there. He's a game developer and has had a few fairly high profile jobs in the industry since I've known him; it's a lucrative career at his level, but your jobs can end kind of abruptly. Which happened here, the project he was hired for was eliminated like a month later. He got 6 months of salary and benefits, though. Anyway, he then joined up with a friend who'd started a company. He had a meeting with him yesterday and I'm fuzzy on the details--Mom was telling me about it, she got it from a call with Lori who was telling her about what the business partner told Jeremy. It was all very "purple monkey dishwasher", I'll just get the facts from Lori when I see her.
Anyway, the details are irrelevant, the big picture is that Jeremy is being offered a much bigger role in the company, and they might move to New Orleans. I am somehow unsurprised by this news. I just had a feeling, from the situation, from talking with my aunt, from her social media posts, that this visit was gearing up to be something more permanent.
I hope it happens. Especially if they get a place with an extra bedroom. My aunt is only a few years older than my oldest brother, and she lived with us for a while when I was a kid and she'd just moved out to California. She's always felt more like a sister than an aunt, and as someone who never had a biological sister who lived in the same house all the time--Jamie was 2 weeks with us and 2 with her mother, and Phil had to take his ex to court to get it--I take my sister figures where I can find them.
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In other news, the a/c was fixed by the time I got home on Monday. Like I said, this happens every year, so in a way it's good to get it out of the way early. Better May than August. The last time it happened it was at the peak of summer and it got so hot upstairs that I lugged all of my record crates down until it got fixed. I was afraid they would warp in the heat.
And I've started wearing liquid eyeliner again for no discernable reason. I had to buy an eyeliner and saw the liquid ones and my brain just went HEY WHY NOT. I still don't really have wrinkles in my face, but time's effect on gravity is inevitable. The skin around your eyes sags when you're in your late 40s in ways it just doesn't when you're in your 20s, so I basically had to re-learn how to apply it. Also my eyes water a lot more than they used to--it's something I got from my grandfather, I think--but man, when Revlon calls something "Colorstay", they fucking mean it. I'm pretty sure that eyeliner would last through a hurricane.