Well, today I went back to work as an instructor for Delta Airlines. When I was working with Delta, I was in Flight training for 14 of my 25 years. I enjoy working with pilots. They are usually very motivated and good students. So when I was offered the opportunity to come back as a contract instructor on one of my favorite airplanes, I jumped at the chance. As a contract instructor, we work as much or as little as the company needs us. But we also have the ability to limit how many days we work per month, and our schedule can be flexible. After Julia’s death, I asked the scheduler to find someone to work the days I was scheduled, so that I could have some time with the family. So today was my first day back. It went well, I had good students and everything was uneventful. This next week will be busy because I work Tuesday – Friday. That along with school and sozos will have me busier than I have been in a while. It was funny though. Even at work, I found myself at times missing Julia. Normally I would call her during any breaks and check in to see what she was doing, how her day was. I didn’t need the phone today.
On the way home, I stopped at Harry’s to do some shopping. Julia and I normally did this together on Sunday afternoon. I’ve learned a lot watching her shop. I found myself still buying organic vegetables and grass fed beef along with cage free eggs. I don’t read the labels as closely as she did, but I did read a couple of labels that I know that she would think were questionable. So, you see, she is very much a part of me in spite of the emptiness. When I got home, I marinated a couple of chicken breast (organic of course) in soy sauce and Jalapenos. Yes, I did make it hotter than I would have if she were here eating with me. Then I did some ironing, and learned how to fold shirts.
Biddie said that Julia should own a Chinese laundry. She could fold faster and better than anyone she new. I never learned. So after doing laundry, and ironing, I went to fold some shirts. I didn’t have a clue as to how to do it, but I did have a brilliant idea. I took one of the shirts that Julia had previously folded and unfolded it. Then I practiced folding it back and I got it. I could fold similar to the way she did. They didn’t look as good, but I know that practice makes perfect. I’m sure I’m going to get a lot of practice.
This is the first night that I have been home to eat all week. I really enjoyed it. Sometimes you just need to be alone. I’ve basically been doing chores and watching TV. I have a weeks worth of shows recorded and I will only get to see a few. Tomorrow I’m going to Bethel Atlanta for morning church. I’m supposed to go once a month for school. Besides Danny and Sherry Silk are going to be there. It should be great. I was planning on being back to RiverStone for the evening service, but a friend of the family died, and I have to go to the funeral home in Peachtree City around 4:30. I’m not looking forward to that at all. It will be two weeks tomorrow night that we were in the funeral home meeting people. Two weeks, it is hard o believe. It seems like last night in some ways. In some ways it still doesn’t seem real. I can expect her to call out, or come walking in from the other room. Two weeks, what will two months feel like? Will it be different, or will I still feel the same. I really am doing well. It’s just certain times that I really wonder how it will all work.
Well, the fire is nice, and it’s good to relax. I’ve just got to get used to not talking out loud. I could talk out loud to myself, but then people might think I’m crazy. Maybe I’ll just put on a movie and chill out for the rest of the evening.