Weekend Wrap-Up : Still Moving Things, Work Brunch, Movies, Two Weeks Till Santa

It’s 3:50 am on a Monday morning and I’m writing to you all. Why? It’s not because I can’t or don’t want to sleep, believe me. Ever since my 20-year old who’s living on her own was late getting to work last week I’ve been paranoid about making sure she’s up on time. She’s what you’d call a heavy sleeper. I mean, granted up until the middle of last week she was in school every night till 9:30 pm, then a 25 minute drive home, which then led to 30 minute walk with the dog(and cleaning up if the dog had an accident in the crate), then probably another 30 minutes to an hour to settle down and fall asleep. So essentially she was getting 3 to 4 hours of sleep on the mornings she had to be at work to open at 4:30 am.

I get why she was oversleeping.

But regardless, she still needs to get to work. She just moved into a new place and NEEDS money to pay rent. Last Wednesday she was late(again) even after I’d called and woke her up like three times. And she’d gotten her “final” warning about being late from her supervisor. Her boss has been extremely understanding given our daughter’s situation over the last few months. And she is a great worker who fills in when needed and goes to other stores to work as well. And she doesn’t ever call in, she just tends to be late getting to work at times. We thought last Wednesday was going to be the last straw, but corporate(we think) have decided to give her yet another chance(she works for Starbucks, btw). I want to make sure she makes the most of this chance, so I’m getting up an hour and a half early with her and calling and texting to make sure she’s not falling back asleep.

She did talk to her boss about cutting her hours back for a bit so she can get settled into her new place. She’s also taking a three week break from her classes for the same reason. So she’s got three to four weeks to get her new apartment in order and work on training her new dog as well. We’re hoping she makes the most of the time so when she does get back to classes and more work hours her home life will be more in order.

The saying goes “Don’t lose sleep over it”, but in this case for my peace of mind I will.

It was another jam packed weekend of driving back and forth to her new place moving things in and swapping other things. We drove to Fort Wayne and picked up a used sectional couch from someone who posted on FB Marketplace. Our daughter sent the pic to us saying it would be perfect for her apartment. It did indeed look like it would be a nice couch for her. It was originally in the town where our kid lives, but the owner’s mom bought it so it ended up in Fort Wayne. Well the thing was too big for the mom’s place, so we got it for about $50 less than what they were asking, but we had to pick it up in Fort Wayne. We rented a Uhaul and drove over to get it. It came apart into 6 pieces which made moving it much nicer. Plus, the apartment was on the first floor so that was even nicer.

The Uhaul rental place was located in a gas station, which seemed more like a head shop than a gas station. There was a wall of vape pens and various smoking untensils(bongs) as well. Shady as hell. It was a much pricklier experience renting a Uhaul this time than the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. Oh well. We got the truck and got the couch moved.

On Sunday we switched kitchen tables with our kiddo as well. We traded her our old kitchen table for our newer, taller one. At first I didn’t want to give up the newer table as I liked it, but with her dog being as big as she is, a taller table would avoid her helping herself to food. We gave her our old one that was in the basement when she was still living with/dating the turd that shall remain nameless. They never actually ate at the table, and the moron ex grumbled about why they needed it. Well regardless, we have our old table back and I’m hoping this was the last I’ll have to move in a long while. At least until the next kid moves out.

Before the excitement of moving on Saturday the wife and I went to her work Christmas breakfast which we’ve done since 2018. Well, we didn’t go in 2020 because, well, Covid. But 2018, 2019, 2021, and 2022 we did. Except for 2018, every year it’s been held at the YMCA Camp Crosley, which is a camp on Tippecanoe Lake. It’s been the spot where many generations of kids have come since the early 1900s and swam, canoed, camped, and done outdoor activities. It still looks relatively the same way it’s looked for over 100 years.

Whenever we go there I have all this nostalgia for summer camps, camp counselors, and rugged cabin camping. Not because I camped as a kid myself. Nah, I hated camping. It’s because of all the summer camp slasher movies I grew up on. I get Friday the 13th vibes out there, big time.

It’s a very scenic place, for sure.

Our oldest actually went to camp there when she was maybe 6 or 7? I don’t think she went all week. Like me, she’s not much of a camper and was too shy to make any new friends. She’d rather read a book than go canoeing. But hey, she got a little bit of the summer camp experience. She probably had as much fun there as I did when I was forced to go to summer camp at Camp Little Eagle(a story for another time.)

Watched a couple movies over the weekend, too. Friday night I watched The Sacrifice Game on Shudder. Pretty decent horror flick based in the 70s and at a boarding school over the Christmas holidays. Also watched Leave The World Behind on Netflix, an excellent end of the world apocalypse flick from Sam Esmail, creator of Mr. Robot. I thought it looked good, but was very surprised at how much I liked it. Great cast and great score from Mac Quayle. Big recommend.

Overall, besides all the moving and back aches, it was a decent weekend. I’m hoping this is it for moving heavy objects back and forth and up and down for awhile. Christmas will be here two weeks from today, which means only two more weeks before I’m off for a week. I’m hoping for no illness for that week off. It’d be nice, anyways(at the very least maybe my ears will be cleared up by then.)

No big plans for that week off, just hanging out at home. Maybe work on some music, and of course spinning records and watching more movies, too. Might hang out at my daughter’s apartment with her dog if she’s got some long days at work scheduled as well. In general, I just want a week of general peace and quiet. That’s not too much to ask, is it?

How was your weekend?