Dear Debra:
It is 9 at night and my long day has come to an end. The rest of the work day went pretty well. The sun came out and I got most if not all of the daily stuff done. I do have to do the postage tallies and the readdress mail (always have to do that actually) but I can do that when I first get there until the lockbox comes to me.
The sun stayed out for the entire ride to the doctor’s office. I had a moment of shear panic when I couldn’t find the street for the doctor’s office. It is on this street but the sign at the beginning of the street that you see from Cherry Street was gone. I went by it twice and had to circle around and try again. I thought for sure I was hallucinating it all. I eventually got there and safely. I had to wait to sign in and then I was able to get the blood test (the results were good) it means I don’t have to go for another two weeks to check it but keep at the same dosage as this past week. I was on my way home by 5.
I came home freshened up and read some emails before leaving for my cousin’s services. While I was there my nephew Rich came over to drop off the new kitchen window he promised mom. Apparently she called him again. He promised to come back tomorrow and install it with help. We managed to chat for a little bit and then I had to leave.
The services were at the West Haven Funeral Home across from the green. Mom was already there and so I sat with her. I paid my respects to Michael and then of course to the rest of his family. There were many friends, colleagues, classmates, co-workers from the nursing home he has been working for (the same one I volunteer at). Apparently the day of his accident he was on his way home. I feel terrible because he has been there all the while (the nursing home) and I didn’t even go to say hi. Around 7 the Deacon of their church and a mutual friend of all of ours came and said the funeral. It was a traditional funeral mass. There were the prayers and readings and “the homily” but that was it.
There is a fundraiser soon that’s in his name.( http://www.giveforward.com/inlovingmemoryormichaelfinch - his grandmother says there will be a picnic as well. Mom and I will be contributing to this fundraiser.
I had received a phone call from Brother #2 tonight (we have been playing phone tag since yesterday. He sounded like he just got up. I told him where I was heading (just into the funeral home) and we made plans to talk tomorrow.
Sis was supposed to come tonight but she didn’t show. I really hope she decided not to come because of Mom. If you remember she has been defending Rich’s actions about the window. She needs to stay out of it actually but I don’t think she would appreciate that coming from me.
After the services I came home. I stopped at the garage that fixes my car and told them my breaks are squeaking and arranged to have them look at it. It will be later in the week. They are booked up until then.
When I got home from the garage Mom was getting dinner ready. She left the funeral home shortly after I did and made it home before me. She had made chicken noodle casserole and still had to be cooked. We didn’t get to eat until probably 8. It’s been a long time since we ate that late. It was good.
My key board is really annoying me so I stopped typing for a bit and have since fixed it (it’s really messy underneath the button). I am really going to have to clean it some time. At least it is not sticking.
Okay its time for me to go to bed. Have a great night.
Kate