I'm not unpacked yet, but I've almost given up caring. I don't' want to move again (at least not with this much stuff) for a long time!!! Of course, that's what I said last y ear, but in August I said to Brook -- "OK, where are we going now?"
Both of our parents are delighted, of course. I kept imagining I'd see mine on the doorstep when we got here, heh, heh. Actually, I really want to see them, but I'm not sure when they'll be up. Thanksgiving may not be a good idea, because then Brook's parents may feel hurt if they can't be here, too, but I think having them both would be too much. We did that 2 years ago & it was a nice holiday but I wouldn't want to make a tradition of it.
I did have some bad news this week from home. My "grandfather" died of a heart attack. I really loved him. He wasn't my real grandfather -- my grandmother married him 25 years ago, though & he always was awfully good to me & a lot of fun to be with. I'll miss knowing he's there. He was 90, though & he lived a very happy life, so I guess I'm not really "mourning". I just feel sorry for my grandmother. It must be awfully lone for he. Oh well. I'll get off this subject now...and get to a more pleasant one.
When would you like to visit? I'm anxious to see you & hope we'll see you often! Of course, I realize it's a long drive & I don't expect you to give up all your time -- just as much as you can. You know what a demanding wretch I am!
We haven't sold our house yet -- although we have a family interested, but there's a big different between interest and a check in the desired amount. So we're still paying the mortgage there & the rent here, which isn't too great, but I guess I can give up a few luxuries! I applied at Rochester Public Library but no jobs right now, naturally. I also applied at Xerox, but don't really expect much. I asked at Waldenbooks, but they don't anyone. I hate looking for jobs! I really despite "selling" myself to the interviewer. I just get so lazy, too, when I don't get the first few jobs I apply for. I know that's a very spoiled brat-type of an attitude but I certainly do feel that way. I guess maybe I will be a waitress. There's a Lum's down the road -- I can always go there as a last resort, huh. Also it's good exercise to waitress. I have a sinking feeling that I will never be a librarian again, and also I'm not sure I ever even want to be one again! The more I think about it, the more I wonder why I ever went to Pitt? I must have had some motive -- probably because I was too unsure of myself to get a PhD in philosophy and teach it. Of course, I chose the "practical" way out & now I can't get a job doing that, either . Well, I won't torture you with anymore of these reflections. I just feel like such a failure!
Well, this isn't going to be a very long letter, is it? Please do write & let me know when you'd like to visit. We actually have a guest room here -- no more couches for you, Tweety!
