What. A. Week. Seriously, you guys... I'm done with drama. I don't chase it, and I don't live my life in a way that encourages it, and yet it finds me...
As you may remember, Mr. Right is in the middle of a 2-month-long business trip that will end just before our wedding in August. I stayed at home, making wedding plans, taking care of the dog, and getting ready for a big ol' wedding. Easy enough. On Thursday, we are notified that the founder of our parent company is making an unannounced visit. Bad news. About an hour later, I speak to Mr. Right, who tells me that the stomach pain he's been having has returned. I harrass him until he agrees to go to the doctor.
Flas forward a couple of hours... Mr. Right spends his lunch hour plus 2 more hours waiting to be seen at urgent care. So much for urgent. They can't get to him and he has to go back to work. Meanwhile, in Colorado, our founder arrives, assembles everyone in the conference room, and announces that he's put our division up for sale, that he doesn't really expect anyone to operate us as a going concern, and that he's sorry. We're all given layoff packages.
At just about that moment in California, Mr. Right's appendix ruptures. Talk about timing, eh? He finishes work, goes back to urgent care, gets seen and is immediately trucked over to the hospital for tests. At just after midnight, they decide to operate right away. In Colorado, I hang up the phone, say a prayer, and buy a plane ticket for the next flight I can get. Unfortunately, since he's a bit out of the way, the earliest flight isn't until the next afternoon.
I've been here ever since.
There are silver linings, though:
#1 -- He's okay. The surgery was more involved than usual because of the rupture and the infection and the mess, but he's having a miraculous recovery. He says, "Hi"...
Why yes, he is high as a kite on painkillers, why do you ask?
#2 -- My last day of work will be one week before our wedding. This is pretty awesome timing, if there is such a thing.
#3 -- I haven't talked about it here, but I kind of hate my job and it's been tough to stay in a dying industry. It's good to have a kick in the pants to start something new.
#4 -- It's pretty here, and while all my friends are cooking in 100+ degree weather in Denver, I'm wearing a fleece because 60 degrees is just a touch chilly for me. I'll take it.
#5 -- I got some knitting done! More wedding puffs:
And a tiny bit of progress on my scarf.
It was actually way more progress, but when you knit lace on 90 minutes of sleep you end up tinking. A lot. Like 15 or so rows of scarf. It's a bad idea. Trust me.
**By the time you read this, I'll be back home, heading off to my soon-to-vanish job and worrying about wedding stuff, which is lots more fun than worrying about life and death. I'll also be visiting all my WIPW peeps because that's fun. And I deserve some.
**Okay, not so much. We made it all the way to the airport, but realized he was too woozy to drive himself back to the hotel. Another flight change, and now I'm going home on Thursday...
ETA: Sorry peeps, I completely forgot to announce the winner of the book giveaway. I'll link up to Yarn Along today to make the announcement, even though I forgot to stick a book in my suitcase and this week's reading has been limited to prescription bottles...
Anyway...Random.org's lovely number generator chose comment # 23, left by Kathy B! Enjoy your book, Kathy! I'll drop it in the mail this weekend.