Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Oh! The Drama

I cannot believe how long it has been since I've posted anything. I'll try to condense the goings-on over the past three or four weeks.

1) Vince headed up to Montana to start working and was gone for almost five weeks.

2) After five weeks of missing his family, missing Annamaria's first steps, Sophia and Harrison's week of Vacation Bible School, missing his wife getting larger and larger during her pregnanacy, he decided to come home for a week for a visit.

3) Vince got home on a Saturday night and was scheduled to return back up north a week later. The day before he was to leave us, a 16-year old with a driver's license less than a month old ran into Vince's truck which was parked in front of our house. I'm not sure how one hits a parked car, but she hit the back of his truck, which rammed it into a telephone pole, flipped her SUV, then landed on the front of his truck. Totalling his 2003 Tundra. See photos for full impact. I'm just thankfull she got away with only 16 stitches in her arm, and was the only injury.

4) Now Vince had been working for my cousin's husband's family landsurveying company. And they were very flexible and accommodating about when he could start, and promised so much overtime to make up for the huge salary cut he was taking to work for them, etc, etc. Vince called up to Montana to report that he would not be returning when scheduled and explained the accident. He was then critisized for not giving enough notice when he decided to come home in the first place. They were unhappy. Vince appoligized for taking advantage of his personal relationship with them, he thought they would understand, and they said they did.

5) A couple of days later we received another call from Montana in which we were critisized for our decision of me staying home with the house and kids until the house sells, and Vince going up north to work. A decision that they "would not support", we were told. Vince should be home with me and the kids, a decision they felt adamant about, ignoring the fact that we still have a mortgage to pay and are sacrificing as we see fit. But he was told he still had a position waiting for him when he did get back up there. I guess they were just going to give him a hard time if he came back up without the rest of us. What business it is of anyone else's, I'm still not sure.

6) Vince received another phone call from Montana in which he was critisized and his character was called into question because while in Montana he went to mass at the cathedral in Helena, instead of driving six-hours round trip to attend a latin mass with my cousin and her husband and kids.

7) While waiting to see what the insurance was going to do about his truck, Vince called up to the office in Montana to ask one of the guys about his truck. Word got around that Vince called and asked to speak to someone other than my cousin's husband. So my cousin calls specifically to ask into the phone call, correcting Vince that if he calls the office he needs to speak to her husband, not anyone else. We explained that the call was not work related, it was truck related, and Vince would never go over her husband's head regarding work matters. My cousin then went into some rampage about a "he said/she said" conversation, which even if "he did say" would not have been any of her business anyway. And instead of chalking the whole thing up to a miscommunication, she automatically jumps to the conclusion that someone is lying, which she'll need to "speak to" someone about. All I've got to say at this point is, Go sell crazy somewhere else, we're all full up here.

7) Needless to say, Montana has lost its luster for us. While the location is still appealing, the having every aspect of our life put under a microscope to be judged and critisized upon is not. There is enough drama in life, I don't need anyone adding anymore.

8) So Vince is now home where he belongs, waiting for the insurance company to get back to him with a settlement on his truck so he can replace it, looking for another job here in San Diego to tie us over until this house does finally sell, and looking into other areas of the country that we may be interested in moving our family to.

9)Oh, and my cat got out again, and this time he hasn't come back. It's been two weeks, I think he's gone for good. Very sad. And I could really use some kitty lovin right about now.

3 comments:

Jessica said...

Oh my gosh!!! I can hardly believe all that is happening to you guys! Thanks for including the pictures, what an amazing wreck. I wonder how fast she was going. And it is amazing that there weren't worse injuries.

But what about that nutty job situation. Poor Vince (well, poor all of you guys). I hope things calm down soon and start going your way. Best of luck to Vince for his job search.

BoringTales said...

WOW~ Thank God it wasn't a pedestrian on the street she hit!! I don't understand hitting a parked car myself, she must of really be cruising to do that much damage~!!

Your cousin sounds like a PIA to me. I'd avoid that kind of situation at any and all costs personally, or just tell them to STFU (maybe in a little nicer terms) and mind their own business. What a psycho!!

I'm so sorry about your cat. It is really hard to lose an animal. I had a cat once when I was growing up that left one fall. Come spring she came TROTTING back into the yard!! We could NOT believe it! So, stranger things have happened!

Lena said...

Oregon is not too shabby of a place to live....

When Greg saw these pictures he said that it reminded him of the movie Clueless, "my bad". I dread the day we hand over the car keys to the kids.

One of my favorite says is "everything happens for a reason". I think that you guys were just maybe not meant to move at this time. Hang in there.