Wow, first post in... well a really long time. So much has happened, but at the same time it's almost like nothing really has. It's hard to explain. Every time I thought about doing a post I'd think about all the things I wanted to say and I ended up getting overwhelmed and just didn't even bother starting. But today it feels like it's time to start again, at least with this post.
First, the easy things. One of the biggest is that my man and I are getting married much sooner than we expected. When I go home for the little one's graduation in June, we'll go to the courthouse and get hitched. We're still planning on having a nice "wedding" at a later date, which is a cause of some... contention for some people, but we're paying for it so we can do what we want (my man told me that when I was getting upset about it, I love him!).
Another thing is I was being considered for a position back home, but my boss here won't release me, so I had to withdraw my application. Apparently my boss really likes me even though I talk back to him, basically tell him he's an idiot, and I ignore him and do my own thing. *sigh* I knew it was a long shot, but still... I don't know what I was thinking when I accepted the position in Alabama in the first place, but I certainly didn't think it'd be this freaking hard to be away from my man and the little one!
So here's where things get long and complicated. A few months ago, about three I think, just as I was really getting the hang of how to do my regular assigned duties, my boss pulled me aside and asked if I would like to cover for one of the girls when she went on maternity leave. He said it was for a subcontract and since I've had experience working with subcontracts and whatnot he thought I'd be the one for the job. He also said that the work this subcontract was for wasn't on the schedule for almost a year, so I probably wouldn't have to do much for it at all. I should have seriously run screaming at that point!
My "training" for it started out with going to the weekly meeting and having NO clue what they were even talking about. The subcontractor, TPI, is to design, fabricate, and install something called metal reflective insulation or MRI (also called mirror insulation). Now this totally threw me for a loop because in my very limited experience with thermodynamics I thought metal is a seriously crappy insulator. So first they had to explain what exactly this stuff is. Basically if you cut it open it looks like corrugated cardboard (except made out of stainless steel sheet metal) and it doesn't insulate so much as reflect the heat back into the pipe it's on (see where the R part comes from?). So anyway, back to the "training" every time I asked the girl I was to be covering for what she did for the sub she basically said "not much really." What I couldn't understand is if there wasn't much going on, why did they have a full time person assigned to dealing with it?
Anyway, fast forward a couple weeks, it's still almost three weeks before she's due, so I wasn't really worrying about anything yet. Again, this should have made me worry. Late in the afternoon the day before our weekly meeting somebody came asking for the TPI person. I looked and couldn't see my gal anywhere so I said they could ask me the question and I'd find out and get back to them. Then I started thinking back through the day and thought I remembered her leaving in a bit of a rush. This is about when I started getting worried. The next morning, when she didn't show up, I started getting really worried. Then my fears were confirmed when somebody said she had gone into labor, two weeks early, and was at the hospital. Oh yay for me!
I've run out of steam and this is as good a place as any to break this into a two-parter, so you all get to wait for the rest of the story! ;)
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