Flight arrived at 7pm.
Got rental car after an hour long wait and just got checked into the hotel 9:45.
I had to drive unfamiliar Atlanta freeway roads in the dark, dammit!
Also, this room is weirdly averse to working outlets. There isn't one at the desk and the ones by the desklight don't work, so my phone is plugged into the bathroom and my laptop is plugged into the light behind the chair.
I really want to crash but my nephew is weirdly a minute away so we're meeting at the hotel bar.
Hotel room outlets are always shit.
I mean, I get it, it's only been 20 years since people would be carrying devices they would want to charge and not just hairdryers.
So, as you might deduce it was no accident that my nephew was here. He drove from Savannah and is meeting his wife and son to drive up with them to see Judy.
I didn't realize his new job was in Savannah (as his wife is still in Orlando).
Tomorrow is his birthday and we both agreed that would be very poor form for his mom to die on his birthday so we don't think she will.
(Also she's not that close, but has started to sleep more, so it's coming.)
It's weird to have just left this space with my own family and now I have to deal with my nephew and niece's grief and process.
David, it’s too much and unfair that you have to be dealing with this so soon.
David, I hope you and your sister are able to have some good moments together.
Yeah, my boss just has her jargon wrong.
Why is there jargon for this? Just say who you want in a meeting.
Ugh, David, that’s so profoundly unfair that you are still in first-circle grief and now having to navigate second-circle loss at the same time. You should really get at least a decade in between catastrophes. As usual, fuck cancer.
Typing on my phone which just auto corrected “fuck” to “Rico” which just….makes no sense. Also tried to make “grief” into “Greif” which is insane troll logic as I haven’t worked with that troll in decades. Also I might have legit typo-d. Thumbs and all that.
Separate post about the convent praying for Tim because my initial reaction was “oh, that’s obviously why he accidentally od’d on painkillers” and cackled maniacally at the obvious (in head) joke, but now I can’t explain that thought process.
oh David, life is certainly piling on you. I mostly avoid flying, since I don't have anywhere to go and I'm nervous about the crazies. Also, TSA doesn't like DC driver licenses as ID - a number of the agents think "District of Columbia" means the country of Colombia. sigh ....