It seems I have been living a life of a lot of work punctuated with other, 'different' work. For me, that aint a bad thing, as the 'other' work has involved more car work, both downtown and here at the Testosterone Temple (my garage, as some have named it). The extra work has also helped me rebuild my financial situation since last year's stint with disability. However, what the overtime giveth, the Snap-On truck apparently taketh away. I also have to rebuild and mondernize my tool arsenal too. I also need (need, need, NEED) to get some long-awaited fun stuff done on the car to make it more fun to drive (read: more of a road terror). This, of course, I consider therapy. lol
Jeff also has been saddled with a great deal of extra work given to him by situations where he works. Conscientious man as he is, he fills in where his irresponsible or downright lazy, shiftless staff leaves everyone hanging. This, coupled with his taking of three long nights of school during the week and the resulting homework that comes with it have taken a huge bite out of our social life. I am very patient with his situation, because I know what it's value will be in the long run. I just feel bad about his work situation, I wish I could help out there. It's so unfair to him.
I have a bit of a break coming up next week, as I get to take mom back to NYC on the 16th and 17th for a couple operas (
Samson et Delilah and
Barbara of Seville)at the Met. For those who have been readers of my journal for over a year (and have good memories) it is a bit over a year since I took her there while in the midst of her cancer treatments. That was a highlight in that period of her life that I detailed
in this post a year ago. Looking back on that post I realize how fortunate she (and I) are. I might extend the stay until Saturday if things work out. So, if there is anyone not doing anything mid week, hopefully I will get a chance to see some of yas. If not, wish us luck.