*sigh*
For those of you who saw my post a week and a half ago about my dad's cousin Conrad in Arkansas... lost the battle with cancer this morning. He's going to be cremated, and I'm not sure yet when/if they're going to have some sort of memorial ceremony.
While I'm on the topic of bad news, my cousin Zach was in a horrific motorcycle accident on Friday. He's alive, but incredibly banged up. He's got 3 broken fingers on his right hand, right arm broken, right leg broken, and left foot broken. And road rash from head to toe. He was sideswiped and hit a van right behind the driver door. Skidded for who knows how long, and jumped a guard rail to avoid being hit again by oncoming traffic. He was found unconscious and air lifted to the hospital. Already had 1 surgery and is set for another. Looking at a minimum of 6-8 weeks recovery. He'll spend the majority of that time in a wheelchair, and a lot of physical therapy afterward. I hope that this one, his worst accident by far, is a wake up call. He's fearless. It worries me, and everyone else.
I have a little less than 2 weeks left working my current schedule. I'm not thrilled about what I've been "awarded" but I'll deal with it. My top priority was to have a full 40-hour shift, and that's what I got. The best shift I ever had was created when I was miserable after one of these overhauls. Perhaps that will happen again. I'll be watching the boards like a hawk.
A little something else has been bothering me, but I can't go into details when there's still so much I don't know. Really, I think there's kind of a ticking time bomb situation brewing. I don't think I can stop myself from worrying until something happens. Or doesn't happen. I prefer that nothing happens, but I haven't had that kind of luck lately.
Needless to say, I acknowledged at about noon that this day is just going to suck. There's not much that can be done at this point. Just because I can't do anything, doesn't mean that it hurts or stresses me out any less right now. I cried, and I could definitely use a hug (or 6) but I'll be okay. It's up to me to choose not to dwell in the negativity.
Tiff and I didn't really care to sit around the house this afternoon fielding phonecalls so we went out and got a couple things done. She let me drive her new car, and it felt kind of weird, but I approve.
I don't know what else to say. I'm a day ahead of myself with the song challenge...I forward-dated a post for today because I had all the stories in my head and didn't want to forget them. I've already got Day 6 figured out, so tomorrow I'll have to think about Day 7. I'm not so sure this project will still be as fun in another week but I plan to truck on through.
Nothing else to note at the moment. Until next time...
While I'm on the topic of bad news, my cousin Zach was in a horrific motorcycle accident on Friday. He's alive, but incredibly banged up. He's got 3 broken fingers on his right hand, right arm broken, right leg broken, and left foot broken. And road rash from head to toe. He was sideswiped and hit a van right behind the driver door. Skidded for who knows how long, and jumped a guard rail to avoid being hit again by oncoming traffic. He was found unconscious and air lifted to the hospital. Already had 1 surgery and is set for another. Looking at a minimum of 6-8 weeks recovery. He'll spend the majority of that time in a wheelchair, and a lot of physical therapy afterward. I hope that this one, his worst accident by far, is a wake up call. He's fearless. It worries me, and everyone else.
I have a little less than 2 weeks left working my current schedule. I'm not thrilled about what I've been "awarded" but I'll deal with it. My top priority was to have a full 40-hour shift, and that's what I got. The best shift I ever had was created when I was miserable after one of these overhauls. Perhaps that will happen again. I'll be watching the boards like a hawk.
A little something else has been bothering me, but I can't go into details when there's still so much I don't know. Really, I think there's kind of a ticking time bomb situation brewing. I don't think I can stop myself from worrying until something happens. Or doesn't happen. I prefer that nothing happens, but I haven't had that kind of luck lately.
Needless to say, I acknowledged at about noon that this day is just going to suck. There's not much that can be done at this point. Just because I can't do anything, doesn't mean that it hurts or stresses me out any less right now. I cried, and I could definitely use a hug (or 6) but I'll be okay. It's up to me to choose not to dwell in the negativity.
Tiff and I didn't really care to sit around the house this afternoon fielding phonecalls so we went out and got a couple things done. She let me drive her new car, and it felt kind of weird, but I approve.
I don't know what else to say. I'm a day ahead of myself with the song challenge...I forward-dated a post for today because I had all the stories in my head and didn't want to forget them. I've already got Day 6 figured out, so tomorrow I'll have to think about Day 7. I'm not so sure this project will still be as fun in another week but I plan to truck on through.
Nothing else to note at the moment. Until next time...