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Ted died

When I came home from work today, I knew something was terribly wrong. *Bad news* was written all across Tom's face. Then he told me that his father had died somewhere around 4 p.m. It wasn't a big surprise, after watching him deteriorate over the past year in this nursing home in Kansas City.

We had been trying hard to pursuade him to move in with us, and lately it seemed like Ted would finally do it. Tom was preparing to drive out there and pick him up. Now we'll all drive there for the funeral on Thursday. My father-in-law was the only person in this part of my family who honestly accepted me, while everybody else showed something between indifference and hostility.


Bye-bye Lincoln

OK, this was a *temporary* assignment from the very start - but until about 10 days ago I had been hoping for something *permanent* to open up here. That didn't happen. I was informed that, effective December 22nd, my services will no longer be needed.

We don't have the head-count, we don't have the budget, our sales have been going down, we are trying to reduce the number of contractors , ...... you pick whatever reason you like. The result is still that I will be out of a job two days before Christmas.

But then, there is always a bright side to look at. My assignment at Lincoln was supposed to last 6 to 8 weeks, and turned out to be almost 9 months. I gathered valuable insight into the inner workings of *Corporate America*. I made over a dozen new friends, and only one new enemy (who wouldn't admit that, when asked directly). I aquired new skills and practiced old ones. And I had a lot of fun! 

Facing forward instead of looking back, I think this is a chance for me to free up my mind and re-focus on moving my career back on track. Of course I could do just about *anything*, but why waste my knowledge, expertise, talent, vision, dedication and time - on a job that barely pays enough to survive, much less what I am worth?

The loss for Lincoln Foodservice Products is much greater than the loss for me. They lost an $80,000 p.a. employee (whom they could have bought at half price) while I only lost a $24,000 p.a. job (which shouldn't be too hard to replace).



... and the car of the day is ...

Seven weeks after the accident Dimension Ford told us our van was fixed, and we should come pick it up. We had hoped for the insurance company to total it and just give us the money. But, no, they wanted to fix it. Their first estimate was $5,000 - the Ford shop estimated $6,000 - the bill was at $7,000 today.

And the car is still not ready to go. The headlight is loose, the sliding door is rattling, the horn doesn't honk, and worst: the car pulls to the right - probably because of two different tires on the front axle.

So, after driving a Nissan Sentra rental car for a month, and our old van for a day, I now got a Pontiac Vibe from the Ford shop. Will be interesting to see if they make it before we leave on our vacation trip to Munich this Friday.


Will I need to look for a new job?

Just when I was really getting the hang of Lincoln and feeling at home there, bad news came my way.

My boss, the General Manager of Merco/Savory, was fired today. And he left so quickly, that I didn't even get to say good-bye.

Thinking back, I had watched him make several costly mistakes - which he feverishly tried to cover up or fix lately. He also never bothered to follow any of the company's rules for standard procedures. And instead of giving his people (including me) directives, he was micro-managing way too much.

On the other hand - who am I to judge? My (ex)boss also was really moving Merco/Savory forward visibly, selling above plan and always full of new great ideas. He just got a little bit ahead of himself there, I guess.

But what will this mean for me? Still a temporary administrative assistant, now without an executive to assist. I had a very nice talk with Lincoln's CEO. He promised to let me know on Monday, the 11th.

I really hope I won't have to start searching again in October, after we come back from our trip to Munich.  


We'll need a new Van

Mollie wanted to stay at her friend's house in Churubusco, so Tom took Armani and the van and drove her there. I stayed home, reading my emails, just waiting for him to come home.

About half an hour after they had left Tom called me and said they had gotten into a bad wreck. Everybody was OK, just our van was totaled. Some older guy with a pick-up truck ran a STOP sign and hit our car at 45 mph.

I drove the Tracker out  to where they were, on Carroll Road, right on the boarder of Huntertown. There was Armani, with a man who lives on that intersection, Mollie sitting on the gras, Tom talking to the Sheriff, a few neighbours' kids checking out the scene.

Doesn't look like the van can be fixed - the frame was probably bent. Tom and Mollie and Armani were extremely lucky, they could have been killed. How can somebody not see a STOP sign, plus not even slow down, plus run into a pretty big van without even touching his brakes? I think the guy was either asleep or drunk.