Oops. I never meant for it to be nearly a month before I posted again. As usual things just sort of exploded after a time of relative calm.

A very important person to me passed away last week. Growing up he was always one of those people I knew was always there. He was responsible for giving me a place to live and making sure that place was habitable (electricity and such) for quite some time, and offered me a place to stay each summer when I’d go back up to Ohio. Because of all the crap with my sister I had to miss my cousins wedding, which would have been the last time I’d have gotten to see him. Seeing the pictures, though, is heart warming because he looked happier walking her down the isle than I’d ever seen him.

There was no way I was going to miss the funeral, and there was no way Cy was going to let me miss it. He already had Saturday and Sunday off so he told the store manager what was going on and she let him take Friday off as well. We left early that morning and got to my aunts house just after 2pm. We didn’t even change – dad hopped in our car and we went straight to the funeral home. It was amazing seeing the people I’ve missed so much again, though I wish the circumstances had been different and that Cy had gotten to meet my Uncle Croal.

I know the whole thing was nerve-wracking to him. He adored everyone he met but this was the first time he’d met any of them. I was the only person he knew, period, and there were quite a few people around. As far as I know though everyone adored him as well. Who couldn’t?

After the funeral we got to hang out with my cousin and her new husband for a while. I adore him. We also managed to get in a visit with Angela and her new hubby, Bill. We met up at Summit Mall and ate some amazing food. I didn’t want to leave. It was great getting to see her and meeting Bill. There was this feeling of having known them both forever. Really I wasn’t even nervous on our drive to meet them… my social anxiety left me alone.

After we got back our sewage sploded. It was horrible. Water’s not supposed to come up into the toilet from the line, ya know? Disgusting too is having it floating in your yard. Yeah. I ended up passing out from stress the night before last. Yay panic attacks. Something somewhere has to give… really.