- I did so well at the assignment I was on then (test-piloting/creating a new position), that they decided early this year that they needed a full-time, permanent person to do it. I applied for it, but the position went to an inside candidate, naturally.
- I got another assignment in the same office park, so I have a whole new set of puzzles to play with in the same great place. It also means that I can keep in touch easily with my cohorts from the previous assignment. Recently, I asked them how my replacement was doing at keeping up with the pace (she's pretty sharp); they told me that she's managing it, but she's having to work extra hours to do it (I rarely stayed past 5). Hmmm...maybe by the time I finish the current project (in about 12 to 24 months), the powers in that department will want me back. We'll see.
- Meanwhile, Honey's health has been bad. Starting this past May, I've had to take her for an average of three medical visits a month. Each has not only had the direct cost of the copay, transportation to and from, and associated prescriptions (among other things); it has also had the indirect cost of my taking a day off from work, sans pay, to take her there. Part of this increased frequency is because she started having severe chest pains this summer, which means we've added a cardiologist to the mix. He ordered several tests, which showed "a slight narrowing" in one of her arteries. When I told the cardio about her visit to the ER in the last week of September, he booked her for an angiogram the first week of October. Well, the angiogram showed three major blockages in one of her coronary arteries, so they went ahead and performed an angioplasty while they had her on the table. So instead of sending her home that afternoon, they admitted her overnight. But we had planned for that possibility, so she had jammies and such with her. She also had me, because I told the staff from the outset that if they wanted me to leave her alone there, they'd have to drag me bodily from her side. So Honey is now the proud owner of three brand-new stents, and is feeling better than she has in quite some time.
- The downside of all this medical activity has taken its toll on our ever-precarious finiancial situation. So, even though we had kept the apartment management apprised of the situation, the owners served us with eviction papers last week. But this time, instead of rolling over and crying for more time, we filed an answer with the court, claiming (a) medical hardship and (b) they didn't hold up their end of the deal in terms of habitability. So we'll see how that goes when we get to court. Wish us luck, because if we lose, we have nowhere to go.
So, how have you been?
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