SO glad I got that hall calendar because this house is never quiet for long.
Caspian is "on call" at the nursing home now, which means his hours are erratic and unexpected. Yesterday he was to work 2 pm to 10 pm and then they asked him to stay for another shift, so he worked 2 pm to 6 am this morning. Needless to say, I am just letting him sleep as much as he needs to now.
Nicole did get that great job in administration. She loves it . . . for the most part. However, the training is very slow and just a few minutes here and there, so she still, three weeks later, hasn't been taught all she needs to know. In between projects she twiddles those thumbs, trying to find ways to look busy and pass the time. It may sound great to get paid to sit and do nothing, but actually, it's boring and makes the days seem pretty long. She also aged us all considerably by being in a car accident . . . she wasn't driving, but the car was hit very hard, and air bags deployed. Although she was all right, she was severely bruised by the seat belt and is still in pain weeks later. That was a phone call I'll always remember.
Coryn got a job at a local glow-in-the-dark miniature golf course and . . . he is pretty bored. His boss is stressed and goes from neutral to pissy in seconds. Thus Coryn is back to reading job ads and hoping for something that might challenge him a bit more than taking money from parents for golf and arcade games. In between working, he is out with friends old and new.
Joseph and I are great. We got away from the city for three days and two nights and went camping. It was an amazing trip in so many ways. We went in the Ghia--a first. It handled the trip wonderfully. We camped 200 feet from the ocean and I was serenaded by the surf the entire time. We ate at exotic restaurants and hit four Goodwills (making packing to come home REALLY tricky. The Ghia is a LITTLE car.) and laughed and talked and napped and read and relaxed. Truly wonderful. I want to do it again SOON. It is good for my emotional, physical, and mental well-being!
Work is good, but slow. I admit, I like that. More time to write letters and read books, but when it comes to paying the bills, things get stressful, so I am hoping assignments pick up a bit. Feast or famine or, as Susan told me, one week it's chicken and the next it's feathers.
Whichever it is, I will make sure to get it on that calendar. (Our camp site and the little Ghia below.)