Searching for an apartment 1350 miles away is not easy. I just want a decent apartment, but apparently in Vermont, apartment complexes are few and far between, at least in the part of Vermont where I will be living. Luckily, my new place of employment has some resources to help with locating a place to live. Internet searches seem to just scratch the surface of what’s out there. I’ll call tomorrow and get into the university’s system and then I can use their resources. I may have to fly up next week and do some searching. The other option is to pack the car, drive up, crash at the house of my new boss or my coworkers (they all offered me a place to crash), and then find a place.
By the way, if I haven’t said this before, I will be working with an amazing group of people. Each has told me how excited they are that I will be joining them as part of their team, and each has offered assistance in any way possible. While I have only met them in person for two days, I feel like I already know them. They welcomed me from the very beginning. Apparently, when the committee (which is the whole museum staff of four) voted, the vote was unanimous in my favor.
The logistics of everything will be worked out in the next week. I feel sure of it. I’ll find out tomorrow when my probable start date will be. HR would like for me to start at the beginning of a pay period, so I’m guessing that means I will likely have one of two dates to choose from since the university has pay periods starting every two weeks. As soon as I get home from my doctor’s appointment, I’ll give HR a call.
Have I mentioned that all of this is a little overwhelming? Very exciting, but overwhelming.
Also, I wanted to thank all of you for your prayers. Miss E pulled through the surgery better than the doctors could have hoped. She’s a truly remarkable woman. At 101, she’s got spunk. I saw her yesterday, and she was giving them hell. Not in a mean malicious way, but she wants to do things her way. She’s nice about it, but she lets them know nonetheless. When they attached the blood/oxygen monitor to her finger, she did not like that and removed it four times. She finally gave up trying to take it off when I told her that she had to have it on and that they would just come and put it back on. She didn’t believe her daughter when she said that. The pain medication had her a bit disoriented, but she had amazing moments of clarity. When I left, she asked me when I would be leaving for Vermont.
She is elderly and fragile, but I’d never call her weak. Of course she isn’t out of the woods yet, but we will keep praying, and I hope all of you will as well. One of these days, God willing, she’s going to break the record for the oldest living woman. Of course, she will never admit it. She hasn’t been truthful about her age for over 80 years. You see, she was a few years older than her husband. In her day, women didn’t marry younger men, so she shaved off a few years. There is no doubt what her age really is, but she’ll tell you she’s 98. At her 101st birthday party, she admitted that she might be 100, but like her driver’s license she claims that is wrong. Her version is that they put the wrong date on her birth certificate. On her 100th birthday she claimed for weeks leading up to it that she was only 95, then she remembered that she’d already had a big celebration for that milestone, so she changed it to 97. So we through a huge 97th birthday party.
I’m so glad that she made it through the surgery and as long as things continue to improve, then she is likely to make it through this. The fight will come from her not wanting to go to rehab for physical therapy. She will insist that she go home and they come to her. She will get her way too, because at 101, you’ve earned the right to have it your way. Besides, she can afford it, she owns one of the largest cattle farms in the county. Her late husband collected land like some people collect stamps. Honestly, you’d never know it. She worked all her life, as did her late husband. I doubt she knows her true monetary worth, but for all who know her, she is priceless.