More......

If life doesn't have it's twists and turns.  At least, my life does.  There is even more to my continuing saga.  If you believe in fate, or even God, listen to this.  We belong to a "kinship" in LOTRO (Lord of the Rings Online) that is based on being a good christian and even has prayer meetings every Friday night at the Kinship House.  Yeh, it seems like it is for real, everyone sitting around and talking on vent.  Well, I was resistant, of course, for personal reasons that we won't go into here.  I played with the others, but would not join the kiinship.  I finally did, with a promise from my man that he would not involve me in any of the meetings if I was not willing.  Deal.  So, because I was having job problems, some of the people I play with were praying for me.  Makes me uncomfortable, but, read on.  One day there was a discussion on vent about how God works in mysterious ways and doesn't always answer prayers the way we would expect.  OK.......

A few months ago my man started having problems with his back.  It's not awful, but is aggravated a lot by his job which is mail carrier for the post office.  We have been to the doctor, he is medicated and doing back exercises.  It is now tolerable, but still quite annoying for him.  Next step.....I have lost my job here in Virginia by "mutual agreement".  Friday is my last day.  I have searched everywhere within an hour's drive and have applications in at many, many places.  To make that story short, I am extremely disappointed with the results of my job search.  Then, I run into an old friend I worked with on Facebook and I told her I would come back to my old job in a hot minute, and she told me there are openings.  Yay!  But Chapel Hill is one hell of a commute.  So I mention this to my man, and he says, Oh, I've been meaning to talk to you about this.  It seems his back problem has made him think about retirement very seriously.  And, this is his second retirement.  Yeh, he used to be a police officer.  oooooooo  He will have his 20 years with the post office completed in April 2011.  Wow.  And, he intends to retire then.  Skip over a couple of steps, we have made the decision to work on getting my job back in the infusion dept at UNC doing what I love, slinging chemo, and moving back to NC.  If I got the job before April, even immediately, I would go ahead, find us a place to live, and I am back in the saddle again.  Close to family.  Working with patients I love.  Seeing my friends again.  I didn't realize how homesick I was until there was the possibility of going back.

Now, how do you get from a back problem to getting your old life back?  (with the great changes with my man, of course)  Dunno.  Fate, I guess.