Summer Call Weekend

I know I say this too much but summer is going by way too fast :( It'll be September in 20 days. It feels like only yesterday June was starting. Can we just fast forward to my vacation this Friday and then slow down time to make it seem like a year? Ok, fine, back to reality. Whats been going on in the past month? I'm happy to report not much and I hope it stays that way. I'm currently in the midst of my call weekend...it seems like I haven't done this in a while and that may be somewhat accurate because I got rid of my entire last call weekend because it was my birthday. Screw that. We did 3 elective cases today and I really hope we only do emergent cases during the day tomorrow. I'm tired and I'd like to sleep tonight and tomorrow night so I can accomplish something and enjoy Monday. Oh and I'd also like to go to Barre tomorrow morning with Erin. I got back from Moe's not too long ago where I had a totally unplanned dinner date with my call mate John Flynn. What are the odds? Laurie Heels was there, too. Tis a small city we live in.

The second weekend in July was pretty uneventful. My neighborhood had it's annual yard sale Saturday morning. It was ok; I always intend to be more organized and put more thought and effort into my set up but I always allow myself to run out of time and do things half-assed. Some days I feel like I have way too much stuff and other days I feel like it's the right amount. I certainly don't need more shit. I think I made a whopping 10 bucks or so but it's nice to get rid of a few things here and there. I did, however, acquire a new-to-me full size bed for my guest room from my neighbor. They were very motivated to get rid of stuff as they were moving to Santa Barbara. I spent the rest of the weekend doing stuffies by myself. I ran on Sunday and went for a bike ride to Mascoma Lake on Monday evening. The bike ride itself was eventful as a part of the rail trail in Lebanon was closed to repair one of the bridges so I had to take a detour by the outdoor pool and through this little trail in the woods to get back on the rail trail. On my way back, I struggle over an exposed pipe on this little trail and ended up falling off my bike...a first for me, I believe, and of course it happened right in front of this dude and his young son. So embarrassing.

The following weekend was another nice weekend getting stuff done. It was a good weekend to lay low as it was pretty hot. The only brief period of time so far where I wished I had put my air conditioner in. I went to Barre Saturday morning and had my appointment in Newbury to work on my pits. Slow progress, but progress. Sunday, I had tried to plan a beach day but Simone was with Dave and Heather didn't want to go. Once Heather wasn't going, Denise no longer wanted to go because of the heat and probable crowds. So instead, my neighbors delivered and set up the bed I purchased from them. Getting that room set up will be a small project I tackle when I'm on vacation next week. I decided to take a little impromptu road trip to Northampton, MA to run an errand. Sometimes it's nice to be a little spontaneous and treat yourself to something you wouldn't, normally. My day was shot after I arrived back home...it was too hot for anything anyways. That Monday morning, my new washer and dryer were delivered and set up. It is exciting and fabulous and I"m kicking myself for not doing it sooner. See, it's fun to treat myself. I'm still trying to get rid of the old unit. Hopefully, it makes it's way to a good home soon. I brought Black Betty in for her 2nd service later that day...just in time for my summer trip to Maine the following weekend. Little did we (my coworkers and I) know, Billy lost his life to cancer that day. We all were told the following day. The whole situation is fucking sad and I'm really going to miss him. It'll probably hit me more when he doesn't return per diem this fall like I was expecting him to. The cath lab will never be the same.

I spent the last weekend in July, as mentioned just now, in Maine. It felt like every other trip that I've made to Brandiland in the summer except it was a little different this time as Brandi had some big life news to share. Nothing I will get into now as it is private. I got up and left early, arriving a little after 10 so we could make the most of Saturday. We ended up just chilling, talking a lot and doing some day drinking. We went to dinner at the Kennebec Tavern and rented a movie. We spent Sunday on the boat with Mike and Beane, getting nice and crispy (haven't burned myself that bad in a long time). More day drinking, eating, and an occasional dip to cool off and pee. We picked up the kids on the way home, grilled some burgers and had another quiet night. I headed home around 1130 Monday morning, making a couple pit stops. Most importantly, my final task for the day was collecting my fluff. Boy I sure do painfully miss him. The main reason I do not look forward to travelling.

Last weekend, I went to Barre Saturday morning and spent the rest of the day doing stuffies at home. Sunday, I headed to Ctown after a quick work out to spend time with Simone but she ended up not being dropped off until almost 6. I did, however, get to have some grown up time with Heather getting to talk about things we wouldn't normally be able to. My mom and Ray stopped by to mow the lawn then H and I headed out to get some groceries. When we got back to her house, Tim was there. I wasn't expecting to meet him but knew it was inevitable at some point. It was kind of awkward and there was minimal talking and eye contact because he was there with Ryan Cushion and they ended up leaving fairly soon after. He came back while I was playing with Simone and left to go to work after dinner. My first impression? Not impressed. After dinner, I took Simone to Windsor to get a tour of Dayna and Cory's new house. New to them, the house was built before the Civil War...so cool. Monday, I did stuffies and went out for a quick bike ride later than I was planning. I ended up calling out sick Tuesday because I woke up with a bad stomachache after I was up until almost midnight with the big D. Not sure what I ate but I did not like it. It's nice to have an impromptu day off here and there but annoying because my time today was not considered overtime as a result. Anywho, once I got up and was brave enough to eat something, I did some laundry, sent in my W/D rebate, and elected to go for a nice walk on the rail trail. Life goes on and I must retire to my bed.

Peace out, yo.

OMG, I almost fucking forgot. 6 years to the day, I got a Facebook message from firefighter (I still have a hard time saying his name). He gave me a very emotionally overwhelming and heartfelt apology. It still doesn't seem real and it made me feel like I had a new lease on life. All the feels all over again but I feel pretty much back to normal now. I am beyond thankful for his honesty and decision to reach out. That brief but powerful chapter is finally over and it feels ah-mazing. Again, life goes on.