So, the past month …

[aadler]

Susan was hired for the VA position she most wanted, the one in California; the position provides a massive raise — about 65% — so even with the higher cost-of-living there, she should be able to do okay. More than that, her supervisor here told her she didn’t have to provide a full month’s notice, two weeks would be enough, so we’re planning to drive there together (I’ll fly back) toward the end of this month. She’s already placed the four cats with someone else, and is trying to find a home for the oldest and largest dog (she’s taking the two smaller dogs with her).

Oh, and she had a minor accident last month — someone rear-ended her on the Interstate, and now she can’t get the hatchback on her car to close — so we’ll be trying to get the insurance company to cover repairs before she makes the California move.

So far, through April and May and now edging into June as well, it has rained every single day I’ve been off work. Our lawn really needs to be mowed, but even when it isn’t raining there’s never enough time for the grass to get really dry. Small problem, yes, but still frustrating.

I passed my DOT physical, except for the eye test, and passed that part handily after I got my eyeglasses prescription updated. I still don’t know for sure that I want to go back into driving; with Susan relocating to California, I’d be leaving our home unattended for weeks at a stretch, plus I’m not sure how it would feel to spend so much time on the road without someone to come home TO. Still, if I decide to go that route, I’ve re-qualified now, and it would only be a matter of convincing someone to hire me.

I’ve finished the second story in the twelve I announced I’d be writing this year … which, two in five months still leaves me badly behind schedule but no further behind. (For some reason “Curious Poses” resisted me for quite a while before finally allowing itself to be finished.) Even so, the response has been … well, I could say ‘uncharacteristic’. In retrospect, maybe it was a mistake to post “the Other Night I Dreamt of Knives” on Memorial Day; even the people who read it may have just been too busy with holiday stuff, but this was the first time in over ten years that I posted a new story on LJ and got no comments whatsoever. Have I become spoiled? Entirely possible. Or maybe I’ve just been posting so little lately that too many people have got out of the habit of following me. I’ll have to do something about that.

Time for bed. Morning shift tomorrow.

Comments

[slaymesoftly.livejournal.com]

So - you're going to have two households, a country apart? Or is Susan you daughter? I may only know her by her lj name.

*guilty shrug* I zip through LJ so quickly (and so much less frequently) now that I miss a lot of things. I did see that you'd posted a fic last week, but I think I just went "oh, I'll come back and look at it when I have time." Perhaps I'm not the only one?

[aadler]

Yes, Susan is the wife. I’ll be maintaining our home for the next few years (and hopefully getting some repairs done); eventually it will either be our retirement domicile, or we’ll sell it to finance a place that suits us even better.

As far as the story goes, I still think there’s something to the don’t post on a national holiday reasoning, especially the last day of a three-(or four-)day weekend. In any event, I can continue to hope it gets some eventual attention.

[snogged.livejournal.com]

Congratulations to Susan!

[aadler]

Yeah; the amount of her raise equals the most money I ever earned in the best year of my working life.

She spent months worried that no one would want her. I think that one has been pretty much disproved.