Weird week. Got word Monday that one of my neighbors had died from cancer, as we had feared. He’d lost a lot of weight and his hair a few months ago. When we politely inquired about his health, he always said something dismissive like “getting by.” A very nice old Polish guy, always ready to lend a hand, the sort that moved to America because he was American at heart. Ran his own business out of his home, never a personal complaint, always thoughtful. The sort of guy that when the power to his house went out in the middle of winter for a week, he just shrugged and said it was like camping, but with a more comfortable bed.
Then on Tuesday I heard that a teaching job I’d applied for, and interviewed for, and the principal wanted me for, got flushed because HR had an issue. My application was fine, computer said it was “complete,” but someone decided that my references were “old,” and I needed new ones or to have them resubmitted, even if it was the same people saying the same things, a new form had to be filled out. Like being unemployed / stay-at-home parent would give me newer references. So, I missed a job for the second time because HR did something screwy. Spent part of the day trying to figure THAT one out. Then we got word that my neighbor’s mass would be Wednesday. We’ve been neighbors for nearly two decades, so I had to go and show my support for the still living widow.
I’ve never sat through a whole formal Catholic mass for the recently deceased, complete with communion and all. Particularly not one in Polish. It was well-attended; at least sixty people on a Wednesday afternoon. Good folks. Got home, found out the DSL modem had died, too. Dug up a spare (a few years old but new to me, still in the unopened box), but even after spending a long time with tech support, I couldn’t get it going that night. Frontier said they’d send me a new one. Then I got a call today from them, wanting to try a few more things before they sent one out. I spent another hour or more with them, and finally got one computer to see the world, but it could no longer see my internal network or printer. Another couple of hours and I finally got THAT working, without killing anything that worked before.
Then I get word that my brother in law is in the hospital, perhaps appendix, perhaps kidney stones, but in any case the pain meds are seriously called for, and the mother in law was also already in the hospital. And, of course, it’s at this time that the cold season is hitting, and my phone is ringing off the hook with teaching substitute requests. Just when I’m starting a part-time writing gig that should be taking 10-15 hours a week, the editing on the novel is starting to move faster, and I’m making progress on getting cover art made, and I had started making progress on the next novel.
Sometimes, life and death get in each others way, and you just have to keep on keep’n on. Do what you have to, do what you can, don’t worry about what you have no control over, and give the kids an extra hug.