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Thank you. Everyone. I don't really know what to say; there's been a huge, (hopefully) heartfelt outpouring of love and sympathy about the death of my father, and I just wanted to say that it means a lot to me.
I know I should be responding to everyone individually, sending out cards or something, but honestly I haven't been thinking about it lately. Actually, I take that back- it's not so much that I've chosen not to think about it so much as I've been unable to make myself think about it. Every once in a while, during quiet moments, the fact that he's gone slips up on me and I just want to crawl in bed and cry for a while. Mostly though I knock around the house, worrying about other things and trying to keep myself busy. Hasn't helped that I've been basically out of work for two weeks at this point, which wasn't part of the plan.
I should hear back from the store I'm trying to transfer to tomorrow. If that fails, I have an interview at another store on the 26th. I'm going to start working again. I'm just not sure when, is all, and that's starting to make me crazy.
I'm sorry I haven't been thanking people personally, or been more willing to talk about what's going on. I'm just not thinking about it most of the time. And contrary to my mother's famous assertion, can't doesn't mean the same damn thing as won't.
I know I should be responding to everyone individually, sending out cards or something, but honestly I haven't been thinking about it lately. Actually, I take that back- it's not so much that I've chosen not to think about it so much as I've been unable to make myself think about it. Every once in a while, during quiet moments, the fact that he's gone slips up on me and I just want to crawl in bed and cry for a while. Mostly though I knock around the house, worrying about other things and trying to keep myself busy. Hasn't helped that I've been basically out of work for two weeks at this point, which wasn't part of the plan.
I should hear back from the store I'm trying to transfer to tomorrow. If that fails, I have an interview at another store on the 26th. I'm going to start working again. I'm just not sure when, is all, and that's starting to make me crazy.
I'm sorry I haven't been thanking people personally, or been more willing to talk about what's going on. I'm just not thinking about it most of the time. And contrary to my mother's famous assertion, can't doesn't mean the same damn thing as won't.