Sunday night got long - sort of... Bubba arrived home with his mum in time to deal with the finance guy - all handled. and I managed not to mention that Bubba and I are big supporters of the 2nd amendment... and if you lose that nest egg you'll discover just how big... ya feel me big boy?
But I didn't - I thought - but the filter kicked in - I know surprised me too. :-)
We took Mum J out to a nice Italian dinner - I was in the mood for pasta, we shared wine, food and a bit of good conversation. I say a bit, as Mum J doesn't watch the news much, Bubba has no clue what is going on in the world and none of us wanted to bring up the rest of the family. Least of all me - well - no I did but that was only to pump details out of her for blog fodder, Bubba would assume I'd pump for reasons of gossip within families... he's not entirely wrong - but it will more blog fodder. ;-)
And in another "how does he do this?" his father is being released today - so no great need to take the day off of work. HOWEVER - why wouldn't you take the day off from work to get your mum from point A to point B because she doesn't drive in the city. Especially now that they have to come back to my house to pick up the dog, and will probably be there when we get home! But NO! He's out the door before I've barely opened my eyes - frankly if you ask me he couldn't get out of there fast enough. Now I did offer to take her. She said not to worry.
And who does she call when she takes the wrong exit off the beltway - her son? Of course not she calls me - I have not been to this place have no clue where it is - I pull up a map guide her back onto the road she needs to be on - and that fact that I haven't heard back from her in over an hour hopefully tells me she found the place - or she's lost in DC without a clue how to drive and call for help. I am really hoping it's door number 1.
Work - is - slow. I am looking for another job. That is all I am doing and my brain is turning to mush while my worried button is beginning to get hit more and more - oh sure I've got irons in the fire but you know this massive axe is hanging over you... its a little worrisome. A little. I know I've got at least 5 weeks and if that work in Maryland comes through well won't that just be fine and dandy. Except I will be working on customer site cut off from the world for 8 plus hours a day and my Russell Crowe posters will have to find a home at home. Won't that make Bubba all sorts of happy--- NOT. This too shall pass...
Had lunch with co-workers, we are recounting job search stories, another guy is leaving, my office mate is done this week, people are dropping like flies - at this point I will be the last one out the door - whether i have a job or not!
This week is also Girl's Group weekend, so working home Thursday - driving to Baltimore that afternoon- and gone until Sunday. Then to my neighbor's munchies party on Sunday - I told her I'd be there - I didn't promise perky.
All right back at it... and maybe send a little something skyward - "Aunt Ing needs a job... oh yeah and Dad-in-law could use a little watching over too..."
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