Thursday, January 29, 2015
Sweety’s last day at his job is tomorrow. Luckily, he has a new one that he will start in a couple of weeks and the current one offered some severance so not working for two weeks will be okay. I’ve been shitting my pants over this situation for months now and Sweety and his new employer hammered out his employment details today. I’m glad. I feel a little less like vomiting constantly.
Tomorrow is also the last day of his part-time job. He’s been working a few hours at night for a parcel service since September because they offer company-paid insurance after a year. We didn’t know if the new employer offered reasonable insurance until today. Sweety started the night job when he started hearing talk that his day job would be ending. The night job pays peanuts and is hard as hell. I’m glad that’s over too.
And tomorrow the Bean and I are going on a little road trip. Sweety has to drive a truck back to Atlanta on Saturday and I’m driving up to bring him back so he doesn’t have to fly. To keep Bean from having to sit in her car seat for so long, she and I are leaving tomorrow and staying close to Atlanta and after we get Sweety on Saturday we’ll stop along the way home. She’s excited about chewing gum and playing with the ipad in the car. I’m hoping she won’t constantly ask to stop and pee. A couple of times we haven’t been near a restroom when she’s needed to go so I’ll hold her and she’ll take a whiz outside. She thinks that’s hilarious and will now ask me to “pull over so I can go outside!” I refuse to actually pull off the highway and risk being ran over while holding my pantless kid. This is what empty parking lots with sewer grates were made for.