When it rains, it pours

Actually, being that we've had a mostly dry summer, the local Ultimate Frisbee schedule unmarred by closed fields*, this is probably the wrong idiom/metaphor/saying, but how else do I convey the family issues that are going on in my life right now? First we're inundated by four-year-olds, whom I love desperately, but who have not only raised the din-level** to 6 from 2, but have seemingly promoted our 2.5 year old to "almost four" by association.

Then I find out that my brother, who is 4,000 km away from me at the moment, is dealing with his own demons in a very, very humbling way (think 'intervention'), and I can't find a way to express my support for him in a way that doesn't involve the automatic, male-pride influenced response of "thanks, man" from him. I feel for him, and I feel for my family out west, not to mention his wife, who is probably home sick and sick of her home life because of his disease.

This all seems like something that happens to other people's families.

Wait.  Not the four-year-olds. They're great. Awesome, really. Just the other stuff.

Oh, and then there's the possibility of a new job -- rocked the interview, rocked the test, and references were checked almost immediately after I submitted them. I'm not sure I can wait 2-3 weeks to find out.  If I listen carefully, I hear the Jeopardy theme in my head, but I can't quite make out Alex's upper lip to determine if I'm playing during the moustache days. Wow, how did I get there?

A hard drive dies, ditching a couple of months of pictures I will pretend I won't ever miss. I'm also trying to rebuild the ipod's library, though perhaps this is the spring cleaning it so desperately needed. The drive is replaced, only to cause the combo-drive to pack it in. I hear the faint beep, beep, beeeeeeeeeeeeep of my ibook on the operating table. When will my new macbook fall from heaven, pray tell?

Also, Starbucks is closing 600 stores? Just let them try to close one in this seaside town. I'll cut someone. Let's hope they don't move north of the 49th parallel.  At least we can all be happy that we live in a world where a person, no matter how sketchy and prone to bad media they are, can sell half their future income on eBay for $1.5 million. Actually, I'm quite alright with this. Seems it happens all the time in the sports world, only it's packaged differently. If you feel like bidding (instead of giving your mil-and-a-half to me), you can go here.

And just like that, you're up to date. Maybe you'd like to hear from someone else soon? I'm taking nominations for the next interview, even if you're nominating yourself.

*You have to live here to know what I'm talking about, which makes me wonder why I bother with inside jokes when the only one who gets it is me?
** Much like the Richter Scale, the din level is like the base level of ambient noise pollution in one's house. It grows appreciably when children under 5 are added to the mix.

Posted bythemikestand at 11:25 AM  

5 stepped up to the mike:

bethany actually said... 11:55 AM, July 03, 2008  

That sucks about your brother. I mean, glad to hear his demons are being dealt with but that is HARD for a person and his family to deal with. I hope things turn out okay.

And good luck with the job!

Steph said... 2:28 PM, July 03, 2008  

Mike - I'm sorry about what is going on with your brother and his family. The one thing I've learned from life, family and the yuck is that the more people you talk to, the more you realize you aren't alone.

As for Mr. MacIsaac, I'm more than a little bit horrified. Sure, there's a long history of patronage in the arts, but... oh, I shouldn't start what I can't finish.

Crossing my fingers for your job. Can I make a bid on your future earnings?

SRH said... 11:02 AM, July 04, 2008  

wow, I guess this explains why you have kind of gone off the grid.

Sending positive thoughts your way.

bethany actually said... 12:58 AM, July 13, 2008  
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bethany actually said... 12:59 AM, July 13, 2008  

I feel really weird nominating myself for an interview, but...if you can't find someone more interesting you're welcome to interview me. :-)

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