Monday, November 9, 2009

"I used to be called Oscar the Grouch by my sixth grade teacher..."

That's my homage to Sesame Street this week, which I learned to love again - albeit from a different perspective - during my time of taking care of Devlin this year.

Updates, updates. Wow...things are really progressing quickly. With respect to our move: We (myself, Amy, and Sloanie) spent the better part of this past weekend getting prepwork completed, i.e. packing boxes and throwing some stuff away (never a better time to clean than when one moves, right?). The house looks barren in some parts, with sealed boxes poping up here and there, in bedrooms, in the kitchen, in the hallway, in the garage. The move itself will take place in two phases. The first phase will see me, John, and Scott loading up a U-Haul with anything and everything one person can carry at a time, namely the aforementioned boxes and some lighter items as well as some pieces I have disassembled (our office desk is 50% dismantled in our bedorom at the moment...). We will then drive to Tracy and unload and set-up our staging area and work from there as long as we can that day. The second phase will have the moving company we have contracted with to come in and load/unload everything that is heavy and too cumbersome for us to handle easily. This will free us up to simply be putting items away as they set the heavy pieces (beds, crib, tables, etc.) up in their assigned spots in the new place. I have never done this with a move before, previously relying on the kindness of friends and the promise of pizza and beer to push the process along in a single day. I have to admit, though, I feel very good about this.

I am a little bit sad to be doing this, however, as I have mentioned before. This really is a big move for us, made especially hard given that Sloan has only really ever lived in the South Bay (born in Reno/Sparks and lived for a time in Modesto and Oakland as a small child, but she doesn't recall much of those times...). I think Devlin knows something is up as well and has been quite crabby in the evenings. Of course, it could be teething, too. Who knows.

Work. Started a temporary gig with a semiconductor company located on the San Jose/Milpitas border. So far, so good, and it pays me more as a temp worker than EPRI ever did as a regular full-time employee. Additionally, I have an interview at the end of this week with a company that produces, markets, and sells construction tools and materials to that industry. The position is located in Pleasanton, which would be much closer to our new place than this temp job's location, so we shall see how that goes. They loved my writing assessment submission and were the ones to contact me, so it looks pretty good leading up to the interview. Amy got approval this past week to take a month-long (ot close to it) leave of absence, which she is greatly relieved by. This will allow her to research potential daycares in Tracy, spend more time with Lil D, etc. This choice helps to relieve some stress from her head as we get all of this craziness organized.

I write this next part with a very slight smile on my face because I am an evil little bastard sometimes (ok, most of the time). In one of my last couple of blogs, I went off on my former employer, EPRI, naming them and detailing how their actions in laying me off has pretty much laid the groundwork for everything Amy and I have been through this year, including the decision to move to Tacy. Nothing I said was an untruth; everything can be laid directly at their feet. What amuses me, however, is the knowledge that they read it. You see, I knew that naming EPRI in my blog would pop it onto their radar. And it did just that. People were notified, meetings were held, nervousness abounded...all from my little blog. I find that incredibly amusing. Really? They were worried about me and what I said? Some people I know (who may or may not still work there, wink, wink, nudge, nudge) were nervous about EPRI "taking action" against me. My response? Brng it on. As I have said, nothing written IN MY OWN BLOG - protected by The Consititution - was a lie. I have many witnesses who can attest to each and everything I have posted. On top of that, I am sure my fairly recently cultivated contacts at The Examiner, The San jose Mercury News, and The Chronicle would be VERY interested in the results of any "taking action" which might occur, especially considering the general attitude the populace has toward big buisness and it's actions/reactions to The Common man in the current economic climate. So - again - bring it on. Anyway, I find that knowledge interesting, disturbing, and altogether hilarious at the same time. Big Brother, indeed...

Thanksgiving is right around the corner and I actually feel I have a lot to be thankful for. My wife, my kids, friendships turning new corners and growing, new starts. 2009 seemed a wee bit bleak - and it ain't over yet - but I am beginning to feel more hopeful for 2010. I can only hope that things stabilize for everyone and we all start to see some light at the end of the tunnel...

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