Greetings everyone and I hope your holidays were good ones. As you might've guessed I've been a little bit busy what with Gram passing away working and of course the holidays.
Let's start with Gram and move from there. First, permit me to explain that I didn't want to write this update. While I had been fully prepared for Gram's passing I must admit it hit me pretty hard. I,honestly,went into shock,about it,on Thursday morning,when the nurse called to tell us,and didn't really come out of it,into total heartbreak,around noon that day when I went into work. I think I cried practically the whole way home and on Friday morning it FINALLY hit me. My grandmother is gone. She'll never see me get married or have the great grandkids she constantly bugged me for.
My grief stretched from that Friday,when I was supposed to work 6 p.m. to 1 a.m.,into Christmas Eve when I was supposed to work closing. I say supposed to because I didn't. I spent Friday and Saturday with my nephews. Honestly,the most life-afirming thing I could think of was to be around my nephews.
So, I spent Friday finishing up my shopping,took Austin to see the movie "Arthur Christmas" and then work up on Christmas Eve feeling sader then I had in a long while. Instead of going to work I went to church. My pastor sang during the service and I must admit I just felt Gram there. It was beautiful! Tiff and I honestly started crying at the exact same moment.
Anyway, Christmas wasn't bad either. To be honest it was just different. No trip to the nursinghome. Blondie and Den came to spend the day with us and it was wonderful. I probably spent the most on gifts this year. (Excluding Tiff and FBIL and what they spent on the boys!) Still,it was nice. Blondie and Den LOVED the cake pop maker I bought him this year.
So,Christmas wrapped up and I headed back to work. Monday was Gram's wake and I had to work from 7 a.m. to 2:15 p.m. I must admit that I had anxiety the whole entire day. First, let me clarify I HATE WAKES! I avoid them whenever possible. This one I was particularly anxious about. First my aunt had not handled my grandmother's death very well. She's been flying off on emotional tangets pretty easily so there was no telling how she'd react. Anyway,after some thought my mom decided that for the wake the casket would be closed.
That really helped me considerably. I did go in,at my sister's urging,to take one last glimpse at Gram before it was shut. Honestly? She looked peaceful. The wake was a magical experience to be honest. We laughed,some folks cried and the night was just a showing of love for Gram. My aunt sang and everything. It was beautiful.
Anyway, the next day I had off. I was kind of glad. Don't get me wrong I like my job but I have been wiped out by taking extra shifts,gram passing away,a stomach bug and a few other things that just went wrong. Wednesday I headed back into work and hey,at this point I must admit that I was pretty confident about my job performance.
The store spent time training me on "extra" things. Things they normally do not teach holiday help and so on Wednesday when one of my supervisors called me into the office I figured either it was to A.) Tell me corporate had hired me perminantly or B.) Tell me I'd screwed up something.
Never in a billion,million,kabillion years did I guess he would be telling me the following bit of news. Wednesday is my last day! I must admit that I'm very disappointed. First, I went through HELL to get the job and secondly,I really enjoyed it. So, yeah,I'm a bit upset. I will work the rest of my scheduled days because frankly, I need the cash and I want to depart on phenominally good terms. I also fully intend to send a "thank you" note to the store. If nothing else to keep me on their minds.
Anyway,so now it's back to finding a job. I have put my name in at the hospital, H and R Block and some local places as a receptionist. If I get something temporary I can head back to the store come October. I know that sounds dumb but truthfully I love that place and I feel I fit. Go figure.
So,not much else to report. If this blog falls silent again it's because I'm moving. Yes, again! My dad's friend has a house and it just kind of fell into our laps. It's two bedrooms. I'll have the upstairs part which includes a-gasp!-livingroom. I'll post pictures for you guys once I get started on it. I'm not even sure what it looks like but I promise it's going to be fantastic once I finish with it.
Not much else to report. Collin turned 5 yesterday and today he has a stomach bug. Tiff and FBIL took him to the ER so I'm watching Austin and Austin's buddy,TC. Work tomorrow from 12 to 4 and then 2:30 to 11. I doubt that last one because the store is cutting hours. Next week I work 2 days and then I'm done. Okay,off to check on the boys.
Latta gators!
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