NoJoMo Day 18: bury me in satin

Chris’s funeral was this morning. It was a lovely service, Catholic of course. They have that way of doing prayers and such in a sort of sing-song-y way that takes some getting used to. I first encountered it at my uncle’s wedding (which oddly enough was in that same church). As an Episcopalian, it’s different. Not bad, just different. Their hymns are also set to to slightly different melodies. I didn’t go to the cemetery only because it was already 11:30 when the service ended and of course people had to get in their cars. The cemetery was about 20-25 minutes across town on a good day of normal traffic. A funeral procession? That would have been at least a full 30. So we wouldn’t have gotten to the cemetery until after noon and of course the burial and all, I wouldn’t have gotten out of there until 1 which would have been just enough time to rush home and change before I had to be to work. Plus, getting through the service was bad enough. I’ve been to one funeral from start to finish and it was my step-grandfather’s. It was awful and since then I haven’t gone to another one. I’ll go to the services, I’ll do the memorials but I cannot, CANNOT, bear to stand there and watch the coffin go into the ground! That’s the moment in time when I start bawling and almost manage to work myself into a fit of anxiety.

Isaac spent the night last night. Things are doing okay. I’d like to say that they are back to normal because for the most part they are. We laugh and joke, we cuddle, we talk about our days, our dreams, our aspirations. I’ve started pointing out when he does things I don’t like or when he stops doing things that I do like. Like this morning after I dropped him off at work I texted him saying that I enjoyed waking up next to him and it definitely made it a good morning but that I do miss the good morning texts I used to always get from him. He has responded. We text a little bit before the service and of course out of respect the phone was turned off during the service. I had a text waiting when I turned it back on. We are supposed to go to the zoo on Sunday since it’ll be the first time ever in the month and some-odd days that we’ve been dating that we’ll both be off on the same day. We’re bundling up and heading to the zoo. I’m sure it will be mostly boring since it’ll be cold-ish but that’s okay. They have indoors stuff too that we can enjoy. Plus it’s supposed to be at least partly sunny so that could help it warm up a bit. I just know I’m excited because it’ll be the first time ever that we’ll actually get to spend the whole day together, from start to almost finish. I don’t know yet if he’ll spend the night that night as I don’t have my schedule yet for next week.

He may be leaving one of his jobs. They are throwing a fit about the fact that he has 2 jobs (plus the Army) and basically being turds and working him to death and whining about sharing his hours. So he may just go ahead and give them his two weeks notice. He was going to do it Friday after they paid him but he’s thinking he may just wait and do it Saturday. I’ve told him flat out that if he lets either job talk him into working on Sunday I will be pissed. I said if his boss at the other job tried to harass him into working I’d shoot him in the foot with a paintball. It might break his foot but it might not, but it WILL leave a nice big bruise to show I mean business.

He is also talking about spending the night again tonight but we didn’t really talk about it, he just casually mentioned that he’d like to while we were getting dressed this morning.

So I’m not sure when I’m going to get my puppy right now. My mom keeps saying that my aunt keeps changing the day she’d be willing to drive up and meet us. Now, she’s saying something about December! Ugh, no, not going to work. I want my dog darnit!! I’m going to have to give my aunt a call soon and ask her about that. I also need to work on my car and cleaning my room. I could do it now but honestly, the bed is calling my name just loudly enough that I think I will take a nap before I go to work in an hour, lol.