Nothing like life to give you a reality check.

Theres so much going on right now that I couldn't even pick a topic to blog about. So I guess I'll give a general overview and get back to the mad rush.

We've gotten rid of 2 servers, 3 bussers and 1 kitchen hand. This means Im working doubles my whole life and giving new hire orientations bright and early when possible. It also means I have a whole load of paper work to print and staple, files to organize, steak certification classes to prepare, and still need to update the ready set go board. In the mist of that, I'm trying to enjoy work, stay in touch with peoples lives and keep coworkers from fearing that they're going to lose their jobs. Also, June seems to be when all the grumpy people emerge. Which is odd because you would think the sunshine would make people happy.

On Thursday Matt got a call saying his Grandpa wasn't doing too well and he should come to Fruitland if at all possible. I was working and didn't want him waiting on me. By 12:30 him and topper made it home with heavy shoulders and puffy eyes. Seeing Matt so upset is one of the hardest things I've ever laid eyes on. I was trying to be the best support system I could manage. We made plans to go back down Friday, I was suppose to be off work by 8 at the latest.

So Friday I'm working a double and dont have my phone on me because all the big wigs are in testing our managers and there's no way either one of us can afford to lose the other so I'm not going to take any chances. I got off around 8:15 and ran to the back room so I could call matt and let him know I was on my way. I had 7 texts that weren't twitters. Most were Matt. His grandpa had passed away around 4:30. He was waiting for me to get home. He had left. He wanted me to meet him in Fruitland. Lin had texted me. The apartment above us had caught fire. Kari texted me. The tranny in her fiances car went out so they have to find somewhere else to cut the wedding budget and our friend crystal just found out she's prego.

let me insert here that life is very ironic. a death and a new life in the same day.

I have been running around like a chicken with my head cut off. We've made multiple ftown trips and its hard every time. Seeing the person I love and the family I've come to love in so much pain is not easy. Poor Matt has lost two grandparents this year. I've only ever lost one, and she was my Great Grandma. The Canas' are amazing people and I admire them for the strength they show through these hard times.

Luckily, the fire from upstairs only effected the one apartment. I was worried because the text simply stated that our building was on fire and the fire department was there. Needless to say, I signed up for renters insurance.

Kari has no idea what she's going to do. She's had to redo the budget multiple times already and in the last month they've had to get new tires, alter the cake plans and her grandma who was suppose to be cooking for the big day decided to move back to the Philippines. without telling her. As Maid of Honor, its my duty to figure out what in the world we're going to do now.

As for Crystal, I'm excited she's having a baby but I wish she would have been more careful because she's not ready for that yet.

I'm ready for Wednesday. The start of my weekend. Matt and I are headed out for a backpacking two day trip and we both need the get away. I hope ya'll are doing well. Back to the grind.