Been a while

It HAS been a while since I have added info in my blog, but it is not entirely my fault. First of all, Charles took the laptop to Ireland. I didn't get to go, for which I am still pouting, but I got several consolation prizes - a new "retro" Mickey watch, several t-shirts and some candy. Not bad, but the really best thing he did, since he missed my birthday, was to log in for me to get into the "cast" choir for the Christmas presentation. I had to work and did not have access to a computer that morning, so ALL is forgiven with that one act of kindness on his part. I would have eventually forgiven him anyway, but it's nice he was able help me. {The 'boys' also gave me a trip to NY for October at my "after the fact" celebration.}

For those of you who remember, I was in cast choir last year - totally without a doubt, the highlight of my year. That experience was so amazing that I am excited about this year just thinking of it. Last year, all the alto parts were taken within 1.47 minutes, so you see it was vitally important that I sign in within seconds of it opening up or I wouldn't have been able to do it.

My husband, Bob, is doing well. He is STILL bringing me flowers, at least once a week. And, on the 11th, we celebrated our 5th month of marriage. I can't believe it. Almost half a year has passed and we're still married. (Ha Ha!!! to those who said it wouldn't last.)

Another reason I haven't been writing is that I have been working an enormous amount of hours, which is slowing down now and I am back on a "mostly" regular schedule. Only 40 hours this next week. I won't know how to act. Now if I could get my husband on a 40-hr week, he might get some rest and I might get to see him.

What is with repair people? And, why are we at THEIR mercy? I missed church yesterday, something I don't like to do and try NOT to, but Charles had to have a repairman here and it was the time they gave me. My time is usually more flexible than his, so I usually end up being at the apartment for any necessary deliveries and repairs. Bob asked me what that was going to cost, I said I didn't really care. It was Charles' money. And, while it's not true that I don't care, it IS Charles' money and he wanted it fixed while he was gone, so there you are.

I am at Charles' apartment right now using his desk top, trying to catch up on some mail and duties I have to do on-line. Tomorrow it's back to the "salt mine." I have to "walk around all day, talking to people, and they pay me." It's a rough job, but some one has to do it. Right now, I'm glad it's me.