stupid daylight saving time

What's that behind me?  Oh, that's just my ass.  It's been dragging for the last two weeks. Mostly I've been fighting off a cold with a touch of the good old classic not sleeping well thrown in for extra misery.  *le sigh* A sure way to tell October was a tough month?  I actually took three sick days!  Alas, it is now November so surely with all the holidays in the near future, I'll be perking right up.  Right?

'about time!

At the ripe old age of 67 my dad is finally (FINALLY!) retiring at the end of this month.  Go Dad!!  Heh, he keeps referring to it as "pulling the pin."  I'm going to go ahead and assume that relates to the pins that used to hook the cars and engines together (um, maybe they still do???) and not some sort of grenade analogy. I just have visions of cabooses falling behind the rest of the train in my head... as if any self-respecting railroad has cabooses anymore!

I can't help but wonder how long before my parents leave good old Havre. They're planning on waiting until February or so to put their house up for sale (who wants to move in the middle of winter in MT?). Right now they're eyeballing Butte, MT as their retirement "haven" (my word, not theirs).  Is Butte really an improvement over Havre?  Sure, it's more affordable than the other cities they've been checking out over the past couple years... but Butte? *shudder* It's just another cold Montana city to me. I can only hope it at least has better health care.

Anyway, as this is always about me, is Havre still going to be my home once they leave? I consistently use home (Sacramento) and home (Havre) interchangeably and I leave it to my poor audience to figure out which I mean by context. Up to now home (Havre) has maintained it's home status simply because in the past I lived there with my parents and they just happen to continue to live there. But once they move, I'll never have lived in their new home. Basically, I feel like I'll be losing a home.  *sniff* And that makes me a wee bit sad.