Leaving on a jet plane
Written by Dan
My director has deemed it necessary to send me to Philadelphia to train a couple "generic co-workers" in the fine art of maintaining the horrendously archaic application suite I wrote for the department. My plane leaves in a little less than six hours, and I feel like crap.
I spent the majority of my Thanksgiving break working on the house we're going to be inhabiting in Springfield. The house was built sans-insulation, so I spent most of Friday ripping off sheetrock from all the exterior walls. The house also sags towards the center, thanks to a shoddy central heating and air installation, so I spent most of Saturday rolling around in the spider-infested crawlspace trying to build several composite beams that would correct the house's terrible posture. Sunday was spent putting up insulation and new sheetrock on all the walls I had demolished on Friday.
To make a long story short, my lungs and throat are triple coated with sheetrock dust, 40 year old dust, cobwebs, cricket legs, fiberglass insulation, and brown gravy. I went to the doctor this morning and he prescribed some throat medicine and cough suppressants for me. The cough suppressants have narcotics in them, so I'll probably be arrested at the airport when I try to bring them on board.
Also, I never got a chance to break the news to my grandparents about the theater. My grandfather came down with an upper respiratory infection on Thanksgiving and wasn't feeling up to visitors for the duration of our visit. They know we're moving down, they just don't know for what reason. Either way, they'll figure it out sooner or later. We'll be down for good in less than a month.
In theater-related news, the Generic Springfield Bank guy sent our loan request to the SBA early last week. Unfortunately, the SBA sent it back with a request for more information from our guarantors (a.k.a. our moms). Our moms filled out the requested forms and refaxed them to the Generic Springfield Bank guy on Friday. The loan was again sent off to the SBA late Friday. So, if you haven't crossed your appendages yet, do so now, and for those of you who have already crossed every limb, mini-limb, and limb of a limb on their body, cross them tighter and hold.
My throat hurts like none other, so I'm going to cut this short. I'm not sure if I'll be able to update the blog while I'm away over the next couple days, so please take a moment to peruse some of the fine quality links in the link bucket. I highly recommend Nicole's photo blog (Fresh as Paint), not because she's my wife, but because she takes pretty pictures. She spent the weekend steaming wallpaper at our house in Springfield. What a trooper!