Well, I’ve managed to make it through three whole days of work. All of which have been exhausting and much more demanding then expected! I finally realized last night - after my second night in a row where I came home and literally passed out for an hour on the bed with the dogs sniffing and barking at my feet – that I’m going to have to take it real easy for a while. It’s only been 3 weeks and the doc told me I’m going to feel kinda tired, run down and with all the strange soreness/dryness that I’m definitely experiencing until about 6 weeks post op. Really? Damn. Let’s pray this is the last of these types of things for a while, shall we?

The good news, is that my employers have gone to great lengths to give me this week to ease back into the day to day demands of my job, which after performing my self-appraisal yesterday, I realized I do a helluva lot around here and I was told that my absence was noticed. Which made me feel pretty good. I’m curious about how my annual review will go with R, it’s been a tense relationship off and on as you all know and it’s gotten better in some ways and not so much in others, but we are all hanging in there and I think we are making progress. In any event, I am looking for a raise of some substance this year and a title and job description revision. I will be curious if my employers believe that I am worthy of such things, I have a feeling they will meet me somewhere in the middle of “You Rawk” and “Good Job”. Cross your fingers!

Max and I have been in touch quite a lot since he moved into his apartment. He called me Monday when he received his package and we talked for solid hour about real stuff and he’s been texting me regularly since. I also wrote him a letter saying something along the following, in a half joking way:
1) Don’t drink and drive.
2) Stay away from the hard stuff.
3) Always use a condom.
4) Try to wait till you are least 25 to make me a grandma, preferably 30 would be a more suitable age in my very humble opinion.
6) Don’t forget that I’m always in your corner, I might not be able to “fix” whatever is going on, but I’m always here if you need me and love and respect you no matter what life throws at us.
7) Remember who that awesome guy is that I always knew you’d grow up to be!

He promised he’d adhere to 1 – 3, couldn’t guarantee the rest. Darn, I was hoping for a sealed and certified contract.

He went on to inform me of how hard work is and what a jerk his boss is for not giving him time off to let the gas guy in so he could turn it on so they were without gas for a few days, thus no hot water, heat or warm food! Oh the perils of responsibility! Apparently, the package of warm things arrived just in time then I told him. “Ha Mom, that’s hysterical!” We both got a good giggle out of that.

He’s supposed to come for Thanksgiving, I sure hope so. I miss that boy. His hugs are the best, how ever brief they may be, they are the most coveted. Because they are brief, perhaps? Hmmm, this seems very chicken or the egg-ish?

In other news, the “dry run” with Dave has gone over well on some days and kind of annoying on others. We are now faced with the reality of actually moving in February, so of course the whole thing is becoming more real. As much as I despise moving, I am going to regardless of whether he and I co-habitate or not. My current home is really run down and while it has many charming aspects to it, it really needs a lot of work and my renters aren’t willing to do the work I would want to stay in the place for another year. Namely, the back yard needs to be landscaped and they need to seriously invest in a proper fumigation b/c the ear wig situation is rather unpleasant and I’m not going to go through all that again next July – October (this year it’s November the little stragglers are still here and there.)

So, it does pose the question of whether we should move in together for reals and of course, I will cover thine own ass as we’ve learned that lesson a few times now, so it’s engrained in there pretty good by now, one would hope anyway.

Doh, time to head home to the puggies.

More soon
Love you all