Well Mither and Pop are gone and we had a very nice visit.  They headed out this morning about 11:00 and should be home about 6:00 if the traffic cooperates.  (Not likely.)

It was great seeing them since we don’t cross paths that much anymore and I can’t ever go and see them because there’s no one to take care of Henrietta.  That really sucks,  mostly because they have all the extra room.  John and I gave them our bedroom downstairs and we kicked Keelan out of her room, upstairs, onto the couch and we slept up there.  Mither’s knees don’t work too well anymore and Pop’s breathing is quite labored, (many, many years of smoking), so the stairs aren’t really an ideal fit.  But our bed was, so that worked out well.  They were here for six days and we got a good drink of each other.

We found out that John is going to be moved soon to another store in the district.  The bad news is that it’s just barely in the district.  Pearland to be exact.  He’s got a good hour commute to and from.  More likely an hour and a half.  Not to mention it’s the new store and the largest one of this company’s in Texas.  Yes, indeed, they are having him do another &%*#$^! grand opening.  Oh joy.  (Feel the sarcasm.)  With all the grand opening stores he’s worked at before, (yes, they make a habit of abuse), he’s been expected to work 14 hour days.  (I would like to point out that he is a salaried employee and receiving nothing extra for the extra hours put in.)  Except he only had to travel a few miles to get to work.  I believe the furthest he had to go was Galveston and it’s only about 25 minutes to get on the island.  They are supposed to announce the changes on Monday and I am pissed off about it.  I told him he may as well get an apartment in Pearland and stay there and come home on his days off.  He thought for a minute and told me he wasn’t sure which would cost more, the apartment or the gas to go to and from Pearland.  Not to mention our car has over 100,000 miles on it.  We paid it off last month and I am CERTAIN it will fall apart now. *bitch, bitch, bitch*