February 21st 2013 5:51 pm
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Bob seems to be adjusting well to our new job, but I’m not sure how I feel about it. When they told me that the job was for the Recovery Programs Administrator, I thought we would be recovering stuff that people had lost in the snow—I’d be really good at that—but it turns out that we’ll be helping people recover from mental illnesses and substance addictions. Now, don’t get me wrong: that’s important work. It’s just not as exciting as digging in the snow for lost treasures.

It seems funny that just when Bob and I are going to work every day, Tony is staying home, resting on the couch, and watching TV all day. It turns out that when he fell last week, he broke both his ankle and his fibula, so we’re not sure when he’ll be able to return to work. I miss being with him, but mostly I miss getting to stretch out on the couch.