Change in plans...

Well, Patrick found out yesterday that he's not going to be in Cheraw for the next few weeks (see his blog for further info on that); short story is that the Corporate folks expect him to be in training, since he's still on the training budget, and him managing a site by himself after only a week of orientation to that site does not constitute training (go figure). So, he's back at home and working at Honeywell, in Greer, about 7 minutes from home. I'm happy to have my sweetie back. It was getting awfully boring around here!!!

Today I've got 5 job cover letters/resumes to fax, and one to take to the people in person. It's in Easley--not the closest, about 30 minutes away, but hey--right now I can't be picky! If all else fails, I think the Bagel shop around the corner needs people.

Well, I met our elderly lady neighbor last night. She thought our apartment was hers. We were sitting on the sofa, watching "Battlestar Gallactica" and our door opened. Smokey was happy; he chose that opportunity to make his escape. Luckily, he's a tank, and can't go very fast and usually doesn't go far. But, we look up and see Marie & her walker looking a bit confused. We go out & talk to her; she's really a firecracker. I think her short-term memory may be a bit wonky; she wasn't sure which apartment was hers. We talked to her for a good bit--she's 91 (turned 91 in May); raised 3 children by herself (which, considering when she did it, couldn't have been easy...not that it would be easy today, but 60 years ago???); learned to ride motorcycles on a Harley, then got another one...can't remember the name of it--sounded German--but she said it had chrome all over the gas tank--she remembers this, because she could use the reflection to powder her nose! She worked at a big Ohio prison, and remembers J. Edgar Hoover calling to get information on prisoners. She cracked us up, too--she told a story of driving in G'ville (this is fairly recently, too) where some lady was really tailgating her. Marie said she got tired of it, so at the next stop, she got out of her car, went back to the lady and said, "Will you please get off of my ass?" (Her words, not mine.) She's something else.... I have to go up to the Apartment Office today (I'll try to use their fax machine...the UPS store charges $1/page!), and I'll ask about Marie. We just want to make sure that she has someone checking in on her, what her apartment number is (just in case she gets lost again, we know what direction to send her to)...I asked her last night if she needed help getting back home, and she flat out said, "No." So, okay. She's 91...she was out for a walk. I'm not going to make her feel like a child; we just want to make sure she's okay.

We're going to Carowinds on Saturday...hopefully it won't rain on us. But if it does, maybe that will keep some people away. I'm sorry that we won't be able to see Maggie this weekend, but we talked, and we'll plan something later on--also, she just got back from being in Illinois & California the past couple of weeks, so she needs some time at home, too...I didn't want to pounce on her & her new hubby right after she got home!

Well, I'm off to fax some resumes. Keep all yer fingers crossed!!!!