We moved. Into a mortuary. Don't be too jealous.
It's actually been a couple of weeks since we moved, and yes, we have dealt with some dead bodies, if you were wondering. Now that we're settling in and getting used to making a living off others dying, let me tell you about it.
This might require some background information, though, because, dear blog, I don't think you know about our lives recently. Here's a run-down, in outline form:
- Tim got a bunch of rejection letters from PhD programs that he applied for. :(
- Baby Shepherd made his appearance as a living human outside my womb. (You knew about that one, I think.)
- Tim graduated with his master's degree. :)
- We were given a move-out date (late-September) for our student apartment. Apparently you can't live in student housing if you're not a student. Sounds like discrimination to me.
- My 12-week maternity leave ended and I resumed full-time work at the beginning of July. (I am totally remote, though, so I get to stay home with the baby. And we can live wherever.)
- On the 4th of July I was afflicted with some sort of gastrointestinal infection and stayed most of the night in the ER because other healthcare facilities were closed. Some Independence Day.
- Tim started looking for a job.
- Tim wasn't getting anywhere in his job search.
- Our dear bishop's wife helped Tim find a job teaching at our local community college. He's not teaching English, as he would hope (that is what his BA and MA are in). But he's teaching! It's a great start because teaching factors heavily into his career goals.
- Tim decided to take a class as a non-student at the U. He wishes they would've offered this class when he was a student because it fits in so nicely with his research interests (it's about border spaces, if you wanted to know, but let's not get too erudite here . . .), and it's awesome.
- We found out a funeral home near Tim's job lets apartments to poor, young married couples. We called about it and "interviewed."
- Close to our move-out date, we were offered the apartment and job.
- We moved to a funeral home.
- We didn't have internet so I took some forced vacation time.
- Tim started working at the funeral home in order to earn our keep. Custodial/maintenance-type things, mainly. He washes their cars a lot, and thus he sometimes drives a hearse.
- Also we sometimes answer the phones when the office is closed. People sometimes call when other people die.
- Tim sometimes goes and picks up the bodies of the dead.
- I watched an eye bank employee "recover" the eyes from a recently deceased man who was being stored in a freezer. A freezer for dead bodies.