Father in the Hospital
Mother probably wouldn’t approve but my dad is in the hospital. He has been undergoing treatment for his lung cancer (the third one they’ve found). In any case, I suspect he’ll be down at the VA medical center until tomorrow morning.
My younger brother is also having trouble and I’m not at liberty to discuss it. In any case, Trinity and I are manning the phones, keeping an eye on the approaches to Maternal Support Command and waiting for news.
Earlier that day
Trinity and I enjoyed our first day of unemployment together. Granted, I still have a paycheck or two inbound and I still have some work to do before it is all said and done. In any case, we spent the morning getting some government items dealt with for her. Then we made our way to Zona Rosa Shopping Mall for an early lunch at Noodles and More.
Noodles and More is a relatively inexpensive place to get some decent food. I got the chicken noodle soup with a side salad. She had some whole wheat pasta topped with broccoli and chicken, tuscan linguine (sp?). We sat out under one of Missouri’s brilliant blue springtime sky plotting our next move in our plan to dominate the local region.
We did some window shopping and walking around after that. We’ve decided on a landline phone for . . . ahem, Trinity is calling the new loft the “Pleasure Pod.” I’ll roll with it. The landline is the cheapest and most secure option, immune to the fickle nature of cellphone use. I believe it is important to have a line which will always be up so long as we are in the Pod.
We also went looking for kitchen tables. After a bit of effort, we stumbled across a very nice table at K-Mart of all places. I think we will pick that up when I get paid next.
The next stop was going to be the gym but that has been aborted due to the current emergency.
Trinity did get some additional good news. The campus bookstore has offered her a summer position, which should take care of her employment needs. She’ll head down to campus tomorrow to get that squared away.
Now I need to find something.
Research Project Number – 04
I now have Chapters 16 to 19 onboard with 19 awaiting conversion. 19 is also a military heavy chapter with a lot of local material. I’ll put some extra time into that chapter, probably tomorrow while Trinity is talking to the bookstore people.
So it goes.
We will be moving in less than seven days. When we get established in The Pod, I’ll post some pics.
Respects,
Steven Francis Murphy
Author of The Limb Knitter and Tearing Down Tuesday
7 comments
May 8, 2009 at 1:42 am
yankeedog
Ahh, such is life. You get the good and the bad, sometimes intermixed. Hope all goes well for clan Murph.
May 8, 2009 at 2:21 am
havock21
, yeah hope all ends well, stay at ” stand too”,
May 8, 2009 at 3:04 am
F
That’s a mixed bag, right there. Best of luck to you and Trinity in landline-locked bliss. The lung cancer, though… yeah. “Third time” does not suggest a shiny, happy outcome. Figure you knew that already, though.
Ugh.
May 8, 2009 at 3:22 am
chazfh
Mate keep your spirits high.
keep plugging away at the summer job thing.
Pleasure pod eh? hehe
May 8, 2009 at 4:08 am
Therbs
Seven days and counting….tick tick tick tick tick. You’ve previously explained about your dad.
Kitchen tables are one of the most important furniture pieces. So much happens around them.
May 8, 2009 at 6:44 am
Big Bad Al
Sorry to hear about your Dad Murph. I hope thing go as well as can be expected for him.
Yea “Pleasure Pod” I like that.
May 8, 2009 at 6:37 pm
sfmurphy1971
Trinity gets the cred for that though I explained to her that on campus it will be referred to as “The Pod,” as opposed to “The Pleasure Pod.”
Being a professor is such a stick in the mud sometimes. I never would have sweated such a thing as a student.
Thanks for the thoughts, everyone. I’ll update my blog here directly. Soon as I get some more tea.
Hot tea even, for you purists.
Respects,
Murph
On the Outer Marches