Another friend died

What the hell is going on? Last week we lost, Bunny (yes, funny name for a big ex-college football player), which was expected ... but still. Knew him for over 50 years - since first grade. I just got a call saying Darlene's husband posted on Facebook that she passed away in her sleep last night. DARLENE. The four year old little Irish beauty who's Poppy walked her around the block, right into our neighborhood and we were close friends ever since. 56 years of being close, close friends. I just 'talked' to her a few times this week on Facebook -- thank GOD for Facebook. I told her to be safe with her new scooter that she bought for when she goes to the lake. I asked her if she was in the zone of the hurricane. I'm so glad she had such a good life but she shouldn't be dead. And all state roads are closed. Public transportation is stopped. Even if I had the means to get to Virginia, I couldn't do it. Heh, I'm not much of a drinker so this was a big deal for me. I called another good friend from childhood to tell hm about Darlene. He was pretty upset, especially after Bunny passing away such a short while ago. So he said lets go to the bar for a drink. At 10 a.m. So he picked me up and the bar was open and we had a few beers. Luckily the grill guy was there to make me an egg sandwich because I had had nothing to eat either. Farewell Darlene. Tom and I have made a pack not to die, or if we have to, we want to be at least 100. :)

No work

Got the calls and text messages that we will not be open on Monday and Tuesday. We are set here as well as we can be. Anthony is just about moved out too. He's sleeping at his new place. I hate when my little family isn't together but he's an adult and needs his own place. It's been a long while coming. So new things for the moment -- Hurricane Sandy's coming. And Anthony moved out. Since everything's pretty much set around here, including laundry, I hope to spend the next two days working on knitting projects and my Tokmas gift ideas. At the very least I need to decide exactly what I'm doing for that. I can't believe that it's almost November and that my Pino will be 14 years old in a few days.

Hurricane watch

Last year this time we had a total freak blizzard. It was the strangest thing. And that was after having Hurricane Irene during the summer and some really mad weather that was strange for even New England. Now we're on alert for Hurricane Sandy and she's supposed to collide with a blizzard and they're calling it Frankenstorm. We were very lucky last year in that we didn't lose power at all but half the state was without power for weeks and weeks. I'm not really concerned with that happening this time but you never know. We're as ready as we can be -- plenty of food and water and dog food. Don't know what else we can do. Wish I had some battery powered lamps just in case but candles will have to do. We will have all the electronics charged up and even if we lose power and run down the electronics, we can always charge them up again in the cars. What I AM worried about is if we don't get much on Monday morning, I'll have to go to work. And I don't want to have to drive home from work in gale winds -- even if it goes down to a Nor'easter I have lots of trees on the way. Oh well, I'll be in God's hands with everyone else. On the upside - I DO love weather!!

Staying put

It's so weird the way things work out. I wanted this place so bad but didn't want to leave my dog, even with my son, and I HATED the thought of an electric stove. Of course I would have loved to stay here in Derby too. And then the guy called saying he gave the place to someone else. And I was ready to be sick. After all, where would we go? What would become of us? So we decided to suffer it through here and then start looking right after the first of the year. The only problem would be praying the landlady wouldn't make our remaining months here a living hell. And I was happy though because my dog can stay with me for awhile longer and I'd still have gas. Then I get home from work. Landlady is in the garage sweeping (again -- she sweeps in there every day!), and I rush by not even looking at her. I go upstairs and change and get the dogs and bring them out. By then she was in her apartment. A few hours later Pino had to go out again so I take him out. She's sitting in the doorway of the garage and starts calling the dog all happy--like. Then she says to me, "Signora!! I lova you. I no wanna you to go. I no wanna fight." Geez! Her son must have really yelled at her. She apologized and said we didn't have to pay for her ceiling and please stay. So now we're staying on a peaceful level and can leave at our own pace. Thank GOD! Now I can turn my attention to Tokmas and my spoilee without having knots in my stomach wondering what's going to happen here. I also bought the ebook - The Woodsy Association and would like to try making some of the mitts.

Nothing yet

They guy was supposed to go over the stuff today and let us know. We have the deposit all set like he asked. But when my daughter called him he said he'd let us know tomorrow because he had to work so had no time to look at the paperwork. My question is how long could it take to look at a few dollar amounts and why ask if we could have the deposit ready if he wasn't even sure yet? I did what I always tell myself not to do -- I got my hopes up and made myself think we had it. I researched the local church and library and stuff. I really shouldn't have done that. This WILL be good. It WILL, no matter what the outcome.

Moving again

While I never remember to write in here, looking back I can see that I did post some important milestones in my life. Like moving six years ago. Well it's time to go again. Landlady is being nasty and I can't do this. I don't want to. So we're going to look at an apartment within the hour. I can't believe it's been six years and I guess I thought I'd be here forever. *sigh* Well we went to look at the condo/apartment in Naugatuck and the guy just called back a little while ago. He likes us and depending on his looking over our pay stubs and if we can get a deposit to him tomorrow, it's probably ours. This is way cool on the one hand and way scary on the other. I've never lived anywhere but Derby. I love it here and planned on living the rest of my life here. But Naugy is nice. It's just a straight road to work also. I'm going to googlemap it right now to see if it might even be quicker.