well that was a strange week

I shall start last wednesday/thursday ish .
I called my dad to talk to him about this offer we have on a house here in town. He says "I got something to tell you, I just wanted to keep you updated" So Im thinking, ok who died? "I have moved out, Arlee and I are not together any more." Initial reaction was WHAT THE HELL??? and I hung up. I was like after 16yrs of trying to break them up, it finally freaking worked.
Then I got shallow and was thinking, the bastard, screwing us outta the good family functions.
Then I was like evil wench drove him out! Apparently it wasn't even a marriage anymore. Anyone could see that.
So THEN i started what was to become a 7day scretch at work. I am very tired. I got called in on Tuesday b/c a few ppl went home sick or called in sick. Stupid flu that is going around. We have some very cranky residents. It might be the weather, it might be the beginnings of a major flu outbreak. Who knows.
Today I got a blast from the past. This guy that dad (Mr C, we shall call him) used to work with, his stepfather (Mr R) passed away a couple of days ago. Gramma was over at Mrs R's with lunch today and Mrs C and her son, who is just a measly 3days older than me, with who I used to have joint birthday parties with, were there. Gramma mentioned that I was living in town and in fact, just working across the street, so I was asked to go there after work. It was totally surreal. I haven't seen this kid since we were 8 or 9. But hey, we're still the height! And i feel like a dork b.c that is exactly what i said.
I had a good visit with Mrs C. My old hairdresser was there too. I had to ask Gramma the connection there and apparently Mr R was her uncle. Anyways I am kinda looking forward to going to this funeral so i can see just how tall Mr C really is. Cus he was very tall when I was little...
Maybe more next week.