Our house is getting close to finished with it's remodel. I know I should have posted something between the fire and the present, but I obviously didn't get around to it... So much has been done to our house. A cleaning crew packed out all of our stuff to be cleaned and "O-Zoned". Electricians rewired everything and we now have ceiling fans in every room and much needed additional outlets and switches. We've had our old insulation sucked out and new blown in, a completely new roof put on, all new paint, and many more minor replacements/repairs. Just over the weekend, we had our dining room, bathroom, kitchen, and a small area for the front entryway tiled. (That was a challenge, you see, we couldn't walk on the tile for at least 12 hours, so, to get to the bathroom I had to enter via window.) Tomorrow, carpeters are coming and so besides minor things, we can sort of move in. The frustrating thing is none of our belongings have been cleaned yet because the insurance company has not paid the crews... Hopefully soon. We have what we need to survive (and we at least got our computer cleaned) but we don't have much in the way of furnishings or clothing (including our winter coats).
After the fire, we lived in hotels for about three weeks and then "officially" moved into my grandma's house. The insurance gave us money for rent so that was nice. Although we have my grandma's house as a place to stay, most of my family usually stays in mine and Janessa garage bedroom. (Yikes, it gets packed when all of us happen to be here.) Usually, Janessa stays at her friends, and Clint also goes to a friend's house a lot. I have spent the most time at my grandma's, going whenever I have a large enough relief from my busy schedule. But yes, the house is looking amazing. We've gotten a much needed remodel, all paid for by insurance. (It hasn't come without it's pains though, but it'll be worth it.)
As far as school goes, I am currently taking Anatomy and Microbiology. They are both hard classes, but Anatomy is insane. It's very rigorous and the classes combined are eating up most of my time. Because of time restraints, I am quitting my job at the nursing home (my last day is Friday) so I'll only have one job (at the hospital). It's not like I work full time at both (not even close) but both jobs were getting a little annoyed by how little I was able to pick up shifts for them (mostly the hospital). So, rather than lose what I've worked so hard for at the hospital (my "foot in the door"), I'm quitting at the nursing home. I'm going to miss the sweet sweet residents that I get to care for. I've become so attached to some of them. But I won't miss all the hard work, stress, and the overall fact that the nursing home is a poor employer. I always feel like they're cheating me on my check and they have little regard towards me as a person. So, it's bittersweet.
