November 5
Dear Jerm,
One more letter, huh? I guess I better make it a good one. Of course, the quandry is that I might say too much and then have nothing left to say if I get to see you when you come home. What then? I guess we'll have to figure that out when we come to it.
I'm hoping that at the point you are now, you are feeling pretty good about everything you've accomplished and that you will fit wherever they may place you. Michael always says he's proud of you with every letter of your that we get, I always was, but you have given him lots to be impressed with. You never said if you got our postcards. I hope so, I was hoping you would have them as more pictures for your locker.
I know you probably have gotten letters from your Mom, so you have heard most of any news I have for you. Let's see: Michael came home from Minnesota with the cold bug that his daughter had, so after he was home for a day or so, he was bedridden. He didn't want me to get it so he stayed away, almost as if he was still gone there for a few more days. We had planned to go to the movies and see the latest Harry Potter, as it's playing at the cheap place, but the showtimes were odd and we didn't go. That was OK too, I borrowed movies from the library, Mike Myers' LOVE GURU, stupid stupid, and CHILDREN OF MEN, was OK. Michael had a difficult time following it. Such a downer movie, though, everybody gets shot dead and all kinds of malicious factions posing as the good guys.
On Monday, Your brother Michael was home for a little bit so he and Nicole came over for spaghetti dinner and brought the boys to play with. I hope that gave your mom a repreive but probably not enough. Theo is pretty smart, he sits on the kitchen floor and counts 1, 2, 3, GO! with his little car. Grandma says he actually counts to 5 at her house, spreads out the coasters on the coffee table and puts them away again. Anyway, last year I had made him a sweater with a hood that had pull strings and toggles on it, but I didn't see them for a long time so here it sat and I thought it probably wouldn't fit him. Well, when they were here, I was showing Michael that I was working on a red one with yarn that Grandma gave me a couple weeks ago, and I got out the other thinking maybe for Eli, but on Theo it was just a hair short on the arms, it fit fine. I had knit it out of camouflage yarn for a joke, Michael did think it was funny. Theo went home in it, probably too hot. Anyway, before they left, we got the call that Levi's son, Wyatt was born. Your mom sent me a pic, you may have gotten it too. I had a message from Levi on myspace about it, and I sent one to Dillon asking how he liked the whole uncle thing, to which he replied he was fine as long as he didn't have to change diapers. Funny boy.
I think I'm still trying to get used to the time change, but it really sucks for the dogs. It's dark at 5 when I close the office now, so we have not taken them to their park in the evening like we usually do, (my) Michael thinks Dori's having a pout about it. I took them both this morning on my walk before I open the office as it looks like that was the last of the decent weather. Usually, I just take Dori, can't motivate Maggie to go more than maybe twice a week. Monday, they didn't either one of them go. We thought they were pretty worn out from going to a park near here that they had not been to yet, we found it a couple weeks back on our way home from the dog park over in Wilsonville. This new one is actually closed, but we parked in front of the entrance, walked the girls along the river on trails that nobody had been through since the leaves had fallen. Dori didn't seem too bothered by the crunchy leaves' noise. It was a really nice day, I wish I hadn't forgotten my camera. The sky was that thick bright blue that it gets in autumn and with all the colors on the trees, just absolutely breathtaking.
We survived the first of the month chaos, again. I don't know why that surprises me to get to say it, but things are pretty bad right now. I'm down to a solid 80% occupancy. That probably doesn't say much to you, but here's the scoop. Most of this year I have been at 84 or 85%, all of last year maintaining 95% was not a problem. I have about thirty 10 X 30 units, half of which have vacated in the last few weeks, so that was the worst of it. I have gone so far as to post ads on craigslist.com to try and market my facility a little, as the company is not doing any advertising. There's not much more I can do except to actually get out there and pound the pavement. For quite a while, everytime somebody calls or stops by to check on prices, I feel sort of disperete and I hate that. I don't like having to push sales. But, I try, because at least at this job, we have a roof over our heads.
So, have you had to do anything like skydiving? Jumping out of helicopters or airplanes or anything? The reason I ask is because yesterday on Oprah, they took 5 women out to do things they wouldn't normally do (called it living outside of the box) and one of the things was to go skydiving. One of the women was so freaked out, she cried and had to hold somebody's hand during the training, then they each got suited up and attached to a teacher and assigned each a camera man, then at 10K feet she passed out, when she woke up at 12K feet, she puked, and in the end DIDN'T JUMP! I was so mad at her, I thought, what a wasted opportunity, wasted adventure, in the safest environment to do something like that. I mean, Oprah wasn't going to risk anything really dangerous sending them out there, and they were doing it as a group, so there was almost no danger involved. I would have. In a heartbeat. But, it made me wonder if you'd done that yet. You probably will.
Well, I think I'm going to close this for now, I'm hoping I will have something to say when and IF we get to visit when you are on leave. If not, then the first letter after you get placed will be REALLY long, how's that? I love you, and I hope to talk to you soon.
Love, ~auntie Tammy