Well, the good news is, the wallet was where we thought. The "pickup" found it in her back seat and is sending it to Seattle. It will be there when we get there. Whew! That's a relief.
As for his flight, well DH managed to get on his airplane and is headed home even as we speak. Apparently it IS possible to board an aircraft without picture id. I just don't want to know the details of the search he must have endured to get throught security;-)
So here I'll plug Continental Airlines, and say well done to their customer service dept. They've made a stressful situation less so!
Friday, June 30, 2006
Thing #1
So the first big "thing that could go wrong" has happened with this move.
Imagine this.... you are quietly sleeping after a day of rigorous packing when you are suddenly awakened by a phone call at 1:45 am. On the other end of the phone is a man. A man who has lost his WALLET!
You have now entered the twilight zone..........
Yup! You heard me right. DH lost his wallet. Apparently he left it in the car of the person one of his friends picked up at the restaurant last night.
No driver's license, no military id, no credit cards or debit card and a 9 am flight do NOT mix.
So, after calling me in a panic this morning DH is now re-cleaning his room (which was torn apart in the search for said wallet) and I am here chatting with you because I can't get back to sleep.
After calling the airline to try to reschedule his flight and discovering he may still be able to get on the plane if he has his orders, gives them his right arm and left testicle, DH embarked on a frantic search for a ride to the airport. You see the military, in it's infinite wisdom, decided that the last bus to the airport should leave at 3 am - just about the time DH was calling me for the first time. Luckily for us, and unluckily for the poor schlub up at 3 am their time, he managed to wrangle a ride to the airport that is not a$100 cab fare.
So now I get to wait and see if they really will let him on the plane or if he's going to have to find a ride back to base so he can get his ID re-issued. This doesn't even address the issue of the fact that all the flights out of Gulfport (and surrounding areas) are full!
Stay tuned! I'm sure it's going to get more interesting.
Imagine this.... you are quietly sleeping after a day of rigorous packing when you are suddenly awakened by a phone call at 1:45 am. On the other end of the phone is a man. A man who has lost his WALLET!
You have now entered the twilight zone..........
Yup! You heard me right. DH lost his wallet. Apparently he left it in the car of the person one of his friends picked up at the restaurant last night.
No driver's license, no military id, no credit cards or debit card and a 9 am flight do NOT mix.
So, after calling me in a panic this morning DH is now re-cleaning his room (which was torn apart in the search for said wallet) and I am here chatting with you because I can't get back to sleep.
After calling the airline to try to reschedule his flight and discovering he may still be able to get on the plane if he has his orders, gives them his right arm and left testicle, DH embarked on a frantic search for a ride to the airport. You see the military, in it's infinite wisdom, decided that the last bus to the airport should leave at 3 am - just about the time DH was calling me for the first time. Luckily for us, and unluckily for the poor schlub up at 3 am their time, he managed to wrangle a ride to the airport that is not a$100 cab fare.
So now I get to wait and see if they really will let him on the plane or if he's going to have to find a ride back to base so he can get his ID re-issued. This doesn't even address the issue of the fact that all the flights out of Gulfport (and surrounding areas) are full!
Stay tuned! I'm sure it's going to get more interesting.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Second Guessing
This whole move has been a tremendous source of guilt for me. I find myself wondering if we are doing the right thing, at least as far as my son is concerned.
I hate what it is doing to him emotionally. He's really showing signs of being stressed about this whole thing and I feel like I'm not doing enough to help him through it.
This morning he insisted on taking Ojo (his bear) with us to school. He NEVER takes her out of the house except when we are going on a trip. And even then he only wants to hold her on the airplane.
And then I think about how much he's going to miss his friends and teachers at school. It literally brings me to tears.
I talk to him about the fact we will be leaving and going to stay with Grandpa and Grandma. How he'll get to see his cousin and aunts and uncle. But I know he doesn't fully understand and I worry how he's going to adjust to a new house and new school. I've tried to come up with creative ways to help him adjust but somehow they don't feel like they are enough.
Perhaps I'm over thinking this, but it didn't feel like it this morning when my son begged to take his Ojo with us to the car.
I hate what it is doing to him emotionally. He's really showing signs of being stressed about this whole thing and I feel like I'm not doing enough to help him through it.
This morning he insisted on taking Ojo (his bear) with us to school. He NEVER takes her out of the house except when we are going on a trip. And even then he only wants to hold her on the airplane.
And then I think about how much he's going to miss his friends and teachers at school. It literally brings me to tears.
I talk to him about the fact we will be leaving and going to stay with Grandpa and Grandma. How he'll get to see his cousin and aunts and uncle. But I know he doesn't fully understand and I worry how he's going to adjust to a new house and new school. I've tried to come up with creative ways to help him adjust but somehow they don't feel like they are enough.
Perhaps I'm over thinking this, but it didn't feel like it this morning when my son begged to take his Ojo with us to the car.
Monday, June 26, 2006
Am I really making progress?
I wish I could keep up my postings the way I'd intended. It's just I don't feel I have much to say these days, that's new and interesting at least.
My son and I had a good visit with one of my sisters. She came to help me get some stuff moved that I couldn't do by myself. It was a busy morning on Saturday but we managed to get everything accomplished. I even got most of my shredding taken care of yesterday! Woohoo!
The only thing is, as I look around the apartment I feel like I've still got a long way to go. I'm going to make a run this afternoon at lunch to pick up yet more boxes and drop off two suitcases full of clothes at the consignment shop. Today starts the chores of packing up my son's room and my room. I need to see more boxes filled so I feel like I'm accomplishing something besides making myself crazy. We won't even go to the topic of what my kitchen looks like!
Yet again I can see that this packing situation is getting to my son. He now feels the need to carry a huge armload of his favorite cars with us everywhere we go. It's mildly irritating to me because he has little arms and it really is a huge load of cars. But I know that he's feeling unsettled and the cars help him feel more secure so I try not to let it get to me when I have to dig for his harness buckles every time I go to buckle him in the car seat.
My sister did make an interesting suggestion yesterday. She asked if I was going to hire a maid service to clean my apt for me. I hadn't thought about it until she mentioned it. I might look into it and see what it would cost. It might be easier than trying to do it all myself on Friday!
Oh, and I splurged a little at the swap meet this weekend. My son and I went yesterday after dropping my sister off at the airport. There is this toy my DH and I keep saying we are going to buy for our son. It's a track that you can lay out in various ways and the cars that are on it go by themselves. I made the mistake of letting my son watch it for a while yesterday and he pitched a fit about having to leave "my cars, my cars". It was only $10, about half the cost at the mall, so I bought it and we will open it when we get to my dad's house. Yet another form of bribery...
My son and I had a good visit with one of my sisters. She came to help me get some stuff moved that I couldn't do by myself. It was a busy morning on Saturday but we managed to get everything accomplished. I even got most of my shredding taken care of yesterday! Woohoo!
The only thing is, as I look around the apartment I feel like I've still got a long way to go. I'm going to make a run this afternoon at lunch to pick up yet more boxes and drop off two suitcases full of clothes at the consignment shop. Today starts the chores of packing up my son's room and my room. I need to see more boxes filled so I feel like I'm accomplishing something besides making myself crazy. We won't even go to the topic of what my kitchen looks like!
Yet again I can see that this packing situation is getting to my son. He now feels the need to carry a huge armload of his favorite cars with us everywhere we go. It's mildly irritating to me because he has little arms and it really is a huge load of cars. But I know that he's feeling unsettled and the cars help him feel more secure so I try not to let it get to me when I have to dig for his harness buckles every time I go to buckle him in the car seat.
My sister did make an interesting suggestion yesterday. She asked if I was going to hire a maid service to clean my apt for me. I hadn't thought about it until she mentioned it. I might look into it and see what it would cost. It might be easier than trying to do it all myself on Friday!
Oh, and I splurged a little at the swap meet this weekend. My son and I went yesterday after dropping my sister off at the airport. There is this toy my DH and I keep saying we are going to buy for our son. It's a track that you can lay out in various ways and the cars that are on it go by themselves. I made the mistake of letting my son watch it for a while yesterday and he pitched a fit about having to leave "my cars, my cars". It was only $10, about half the cost at the mall, so I bought it and we will open it when we get to my dad's house. Yet another form of bribery...
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Catching Up
The hell that was the software demos is now over, thank goodness.
Now all that's left for me to do is to train my replacement, finish packing, move the rest of the furniture into storage, keep my son from freaking out, give the apt a thorough once over with the cleaning products I've been dutifully stockpiling over the last few weeks, and somewhere in the midst of all this I need to sleep.
Sleep has been a luxury lately it seems. No, I'm not staying up all hours packing. I can't get anything else packed until I get the kitchen table moved out. I'm just not sleeping well. I'm sure it's the stress, but it sucks all the same.
And with the stress comes the inevitable cold. That's what my body does when I get too stressed out. I would really rather skip that part if you don't mind, for a couple of reasons. 1) It will make the drive that much less bareable and 2) it could potentially delay my cycle. I've got a very narrow window of opportunity with DH coming home next week. I really need for AF to show! And of course we all know what stress does to the body to begin with. Sigh!
I'm in a no win situation here, aren't I.
Oh, and if your local news hasn't been covering it, the high country in AZ is still on fire. I feel so bad for the people living in the Sedona area. It's one of my favorite places to visit.
I've also realized that I need to not watch CNN right now. I just can't imagine what the families of the two soliders who were killed yesterday are going through. I really don't want to imagine it. It's hard enough when any soldier is killed or wounded but for them to have suffered like they did... It just makes my blood run cold, and my heart ache for their mothers.
Now all that's left for me to do is to train my replacement, finish packing, move the rest of the furniture into storage, keep my son from freaking out, give the apt a thorough once over with the cleaning products I've been dutifully stockpiling over the last few weeks, and somewhere in the midst of all this I need to sleep.
Sleep has been a luxury lately it seems. No, I'm not staying up all hours packing. I can't get anything else packed until I get the kitchen table moved out. I'm just not sleeping well. I'm sure it's the stress, but it sucks all the same.
And with the stress comes the inevitable cold. That's what my body does when I get too stressed out. I would really rather skip that part if you don't mind, for a couple of reasons. 1) It will make the drive that much less bareable and 2) it could potentially delay my cycle. I've got a very narrow window of opportunity with DH coming home next week. I really need for AF to show! And of course we all know what stress does to the body to begin with. Sigh!
I'm in a no win situation here, aren't I.
Oh, and if your local news hasn't been covering it, the high country in AZ is still on fire. I feel so bad for the people living in the Sedona area. It's one of my favorite places to visit.
I've also realized that I need to not watch CNN right now. I just can't imagine what the families of the two soliders who were killed yesterday are going through. I really don't want to imagine it. It's hard enough when any soldier is killed or wounded but for them to have suffered like they did... It just makes my blood run cold, and my heart ache for their mothers.
Tuesday, June 13, 2006
Am I Old Fashioned?
I can't believe it's been almost 2 weeks since I regaled you all with my oh so witty ramblings. RL has definitely moved into high gear both at work and at home. I haven't forgotten about this blog, so never fear.
My biggest observation over the last 10 days or so is that I must be more old fashioned than I thought. I didn't realize that it's ok to be a complete and total ass to your co-workers in a meeting - speaking to them in the rudest manner possible, talking about totally unrelated things to someone and not even trying to conceal the fact that I'm not talking about the meeting topic, and doing paperwork instead of paying attention and then completely bringing said meeting to a grinding halt when I ask about something the presenter just covered (and so much more) are apparently all ok!
Or maybe I just have my standards set too high... Whatever the case this is the kind of behavior I've had to witness first hand since late last week. It makes all day meetings go that much slower, that's for sure.
On the home front, two more weeks and counting. My packing is going slowly but I am getting alot of the clutter cleared out. I've got a mountain of shredding to do. I just hope my little shredder doesn't die on me before I'm done!
My biggest observation over the last 10 days or so is that I must be more old fashioned than I thought. I didn't realize that it's ok to be a complete and total ass to your co-workers in a meeting - speaking to them in the rudest manner possible, talking about totally unrelated things to someone and not even trying to conceal the fact that I'm not talking about the meeting topic, and doing paperwork instead of paying attention and then completely bringing said meeting to a grinding halt when I ask about something the presenter just covered (and so much more) are apparently all ok!
Or maybe I just have my standards set too high... Whatever the case this is the kind of behavior I've had to witness first hand since late last week. It makes all day meetings go that much slower, that's for sure.
On the home front, two more weeks and counting. My packing is going slowly but I am getting alot of the clutter cleared out. I've got a mountain of shredding to do. I just hope my little shredder doesn't die on me before I'm done!
Friday, June 02, 2006
Hot...Hot...Hot
That's become my theme song, not because I'm what you would consider "hot" or "a hottie", but because it's like a flocking oven!
OK, so you are thinking "Um, you live in Arizona! Hello! Desert = HOT!" And sure, I suppose I deserve the sarcasm. But it's not going to keep me from complaining about the 110 degree heat today. It's not supposed to be this hot so early in the summer. All I can say is chalk up one more reason for being glad I am moving! I love Arizona, I really do, just not between the months of June and October.
And while I'm complaining about the summer, I might add a complaint about the idots who started the 5 or 6 wildfires now burning the northern part of Arizona. What part of RED FLAG WARNING do you not understand?! There has been no snow or rain in the upper 2/3 of the state at all this winter. Does that not say to you you might want to be a little careful when you are shooting target practice (as in NOT shooting target practice) or camping or having a cookout or smoking outside?! I mean come on people! A little common sense if you please.
It's going to be a loooooonnnnnnggggg summer.
OK, so you are thinking "Um, you live in Arizona! Hello! Desert = HOT!" And sure, I suppose I deserve the sarcasm. But it's not going to keep me from complaining about the 110 degree heat today. It's not supposed to be this hot so early in the summer. All I can say is chalk up one more reason for being glad I am moving! I love Arizona, I really do, just not between the months of June and October.
And while I'm complaining about the summer, I might add a complaint about the idots who started the 5 or 6 wildfires now burning the northern part of Arizona. What part of RED FLAG WARNING do you not understand?! There has been no snow or rain in the upper 2/3 of the state at all this winter. Does that not say to you you might want to be a little careful when you are shooting target practice (as in NOT shooting target practice) or camping or having a cookout or smoking outside?! I mean come on people! A little common sense if you please.
It's going to be a loooooonnnnnnggggg summer.
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