Data entry all day for a rush project at work. So much data slowly turns my brain to mush.
However, leaving work, things must get better. That's what I thought. On the drive home from work, I talk to Mom and Craig, both on the phone. I find out Dad still have a fever, and the flu. Not sure what kind of flue. Further tests needed. But the hospital said be may be able to go back to the hotel soon- which is a good sign. You have to stay at the hospital if you're really sick.
From Craig I learn my roommates and landlord are freaking out about rent. I could have sworn we paid first and last month rent when we moved in. I swear that's what the landlord said. And damn it- turns out that what I thought was last month's rent was actually a security deposit. Was not planning on paying rent this month- not with rent and deposit on the new place. Just hoping to get most of the deposit back.
Then on to an unproductive conference call with my study group. We attempted to meet on a call to save time. Instead, the call was so ineffective, we're meeting tomorrow, in person.
I process to spend the next few hours packing and am a wee bit tired.
Craig has been wonderful. In addition to feeling better, he's taken charge of the move. He will deal with roommates, landlords, the majority of the moving, and utilities. What a guy! Now it's true that he has more time without school and work, and I have to foot the bill with some of the larger checks, but he's really reduced my stress. Always a plus for me!