Transmissions and time off

26 11 2006

My old Employers cut me off early. After they had practically insisted that I request an extension on my start date with my new family they told me not to come back on Monday. They also had some other choice things to say about me: I’m hiding behind my values, I’m deceitful, I’m judgmental, I’m hostile, etc, etc. I’m so glad I’m done with that family. I’m sad to be leaving the boys, but it was not a healthy situation for me. They wouldn’t even let me say goodbye to the boys. I just had to leave.

The silver lining in this whole hurtful situation was that on Friday night my transmission went out, so now I have some time off work to figure out what I’m going to do. My dad is going to take me car shopping tomorrow. I’m not exactly sure that I want to make this kind of financial commitment right now, but it’s hard to imagine our apartment not having a car and my other one is worth something as a trade in. So I’m going to be in Goshen for the next few days.

Thanksgiving was fabulous. I single handedly peeled 20 pounds of potatoes which turns out is about twice as much as you need for 16 people, especially if you also have sweet potatoes, a giant veggi plater, stuffing, pickles and olives, crescent rolls, green bean casserole, deviled eggs, cranberry sauce, Charletta’s grandmother’s fluff and four pies. I also made mulled wine in the evening which I had never made or tasted before, but others who have said it turned out well. I really liked it. I’ll have to make some at Christmas time as well.

And last but not least, Mike and I are doing fabulously. Sometimes there’s a little piece of me that gets really afraid that I’m missing something, or that somehow this whole relationship is going to disintegrate. I miss him alot after about a week of not seeing him, and by the end of the second week I get a little crazy, but it seems like every time I see him I’m more certain that I’ve found someone that I can be wholly myself and he can be wholly himself and we can make each other happy.




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