Working from home

We’ve been in Digby now for 2 full weeks, half way through our 3rd week. In this time Edward had not worked at all for the first two weeks. Department of fisheries stopped the boats from going out so there were no lobsters. He finally got a call Monday night he was working Tuesday. I drove him in at 6 a.m. to Digby to meet Dad and Denton at Tim Hortons. He worked from 7 a.m. to about 6 p.m. and I went back into town to meet them at Tim Horton’s again and then we were going to grab some groceries at the Superstore. We got groceries, got back in the car and got about 3 minutes down the road and I started to have issues breathing and felt like I was having an Asthma attack, something I haven’t really had much in years, just the occasional one. By the time we got home I was really having issues.

What neither of us considered in this whole thing is I am allergic to shell fish! Of all the things not to take into consideration, that had to be the worst one not to think of. We made it home, I didn’t have an inhaler but he did, so I took his. I made him strip out in the lean-to and throw his clothes right in the washer and I washed them twice. We talked it over and decided we couldn’t chance it as I have gone into anaphalactic shock before from eating shell fish. We just never considered the smell an issue or touch, just ingestion. I had heard of people reacting to the smell but never really experianced it myself. Only ever had issues if trying to eat it. On top of that he came home soaked and reeking of it. Needless to say he now has to look for another job. He’s frustrated and I feel for him he hates not working and not bringing in money for us. But we will survive, we just can’t chance it. On a good note though he has an interview at Walmart.

As for me I have been working exclusively from home transcribing and I have to say I love it! I really do. It gives me so much flexibility. I can sit and type for 2-3 hours, break for 30 minutes or so then type again. I can take a few hours anywhere in the day to run errands, clean up or do whatever I want. I can work 12 hours one day and 6 hours the next. I can take a day whenever I need it (as long as there is nothing that is a rush and needs to be done ASAP). I can get up, putter around, sit down, type, get up, move around and I can sit and type infront of the fire or the TV (or both ) I can work in PJ’s or sweats or get dressed and I don’t have to deal with customers on the phone or face to face and I can still make pretty close to what I was making in the city.

I still hope maybe to get hired on by the bank I was working for and still technically work for for the next 3 months at the local branch here in Digby but if I end up not getting on I may just continue working from home as long as Eddie finds a job with benefits. That’s my only real concern, that we have some kind of benefits to cover my insulin, needles, test strips and libre sensors but we could look into purchasing insurance. There are garenteed plans if needed in case neither of us has benefits but they cost a bit more, but we will figure it out.

I also signed up for a transcription work from home website and have done a few small things for them and got graded really high for the work. It’s not legal either so it’s like typing up video or other regular transcription type stuff. I really want to look into staying home and working especially if we plan to go ahead with our foster parenting plan and it pays okay, not as good as the work that I am doing for my mom’s business but it’s still decent and would help out if I need extra work or need a little extra money on top of what she is paying me. So I’m not too worried.

I’ve also been able to take an hour or two each evening before bed to read as well, which I am really happy and excited about. I have read about 4 books in the last two weeks and have a bunch more on hold through my local libraries through the app so that I can read them on my phone. I can’t wait to start a list of books I want to read. There is something so warm and comforting about stretching out on the couch in front of a warm fire on a cold winters night with a good ghost story or other book and reading by the light of the fire with a bowl of popcorn (or the occasional chocolate bar, yes being diabetic doesn’t mean I can’t treat myself once in a while) and to be able to do it every night. I feel like I am in heaven!

I would like to start walking a few times a week initally and then eventually every day as well. I want to get myself into a routine. Up by 6:30 to 7 a.m. get showered, dressed and start working by 7:30 to 8 a.m. until 1 or 2 p.m. with a 5-10 min break each hour or so to get up move around, load the dishwasher, sweep etc and then a hour or two in the afternoon to run chores, clean, cook or whatever. Then work from around 2 or 3 p.m. until about 5 or 6 p.m. then eat and maybe go for a walk then back working around 6:30 or 7 p.m. until about 9 or 10 p.m. and then relax until bed and watch TV or read or play cards, game, etc and just spend some time with Eddie.

Supper time and weekends will be family time, and we can have the occasionally night where I just don’t work after supper and we go out or something. It’ll be easier once he is working and I can kind of set it around his hours so that we can have some time in the evenings and on weekends/days off to have family time or dates etc. Money wise I think once he is working and I get into a routine it will not take long for us to start saving since we really owe nothing but the car and less then $1000 on our visa which I plan to pay off and just use the way we were last year and paying it off each statement.

I think this is going to be a lot better for us in the long run once we have it all figured out. As long as we can pay all our bills/rent and set some aside for savings each month I will be happy to live a simpler life here without all the extras we don’t really need or want that city life kind of pushes on you.

A warning from Ethel?

I mentioned at the end of October about the ghost story involving the house my parents moved into. Well I have a story that I wonder if it might be related to the ghost Ethel. My parents moved last month into a house built in 1849 just outside of the town of Digby, Nova Scotia in Brighton. If you want to know more about the ghost herself, Ethel you can read more here but I have a story that I kind of wonder if it might have been a warning from her. A few weeks ago, about 3 days before we left Halifax to come down to Digby on my last day of work my mom called me to let me know tht they were in the cottage for a few days due to there being no power at the bigger house. She then proceeded to tell me the following story.

They evening before Mom and Dad were sitting in the living room watching TV and they started hearing loud bangs every once in a while. They thought they sounded like gunshots. Other then thinking it was weird for gunshots at that time of night (though it is hunting season) and so close to the house they didn’t think to much about it. It continued through the whole evening, there was aparently other knocking and banging sounds as well but they sounded like they were coming from inside the house and looking around they couldn’t find anything.

They went to bed around 11 pm and at around 3 am Mom was woken from a deep sleep (she takes medication for restless leg syndrome) by a really loud bang that sounded like it was right outside thier bedroom window. They looked outside but didn’t see anything so they went back to sleep. The next morning my Dad got up at 5 am to get my brother up and ready for work as he worked at 7 am. The power was on upstairs but when he went downstairs there was no power anywhere down there.

Dad went down into the basement which is litterally a door in the floor that lifts up with steps going down into a dug out, unfinished basement with my brother to help and they found the breaker box and everything seemed fine with it except they could smell burning. My mom called a friend to see if they could recommend an electrician and he came down and aparently they almost had a fire in the counduit on the outside of the house. It was wired wrong and was actually wired really dangerously. The wires had caught fire and burnt right through. Luckly the whole house didn’t go up at night while they were sleeping.

My mom is convinced that some of the bangs that sounded like they were from the inside of the house was actually Ethel trying to warn them as aparently Nova Scotia Power and the electrician both believe it caught fire and went out a few times throughout the evening and just never fully caught, thank god.

My parents now have fire alarms on every level and in both houses and carbon monoxide alarms as well in both places and on every level. It really scared us all.

Halloween, Moving & A Ghost

I can’t believe it is almost Halloween!!! Only a few more days left! I am back at work on a gradual return and after two 4 hours days (with a day in between) I am feeling a lot of pain but just glad to be back. We haven’t decorated or anything but I am okay with that. We will for Christmas. We took the wheelchair back and I am still using crutches for work and outside the house, inside I am using a walker, to give my arms a bit of a rest.

Anyways I am sure you are more interested in hearing about the “Moving & A Ghost” part of this post aren’t you? So your probably wondering if Eddie and I are moving and the answer to that is no. We aren’t. It’s actually my parents who are. Strangely enough though they bought a house the 1st of October they are actually moving somewhere else. They are moving into a house my cousin and her husband bought around the same time. Both are in Digby and my parents are renting out the one they bought which they will eventually retire in but they will be living in my cousins house and guess what?!?!? It’s haunted! Yep, that’s right, haunted. It’s about 150 -180 years old. I can’t remember exactly what she said.

So the story goes that a woman who’s husband was a Sea Captain took sick while waiting for him to come home from sea. She passed away before he came home so her family decided it would be a shame to bury her before he came home and had his chance to say his goodbye’s. Being winter they wrapped her in blankets and put her in the shed which believe it or not was normal at that time. They waited for him to come home as he was due home in a week.

They waited and waited and after a few weeks they decided they needed the shed she was in and so they moved her closer to the bay to a pig shed. Still they waited and waited and the husband never came home. He was presumed dead, lost at sea. Finally spring came and they were able to bury the woman on her property close to the house. It’s said that she walks the property looking for her lost husband still to this day, waiting for him to come home from sea.

Apparently she has been heard in the house and on the property. Things move around without anyone touching them. She also likes to tuck people in including kids and she will kiss them on the cheek. She is said to be kind and gentle and not at all scary. Can you imagine? And my parents are going to be living there. I can’t wait to be honest! I love a good ghost story. It would not be my first encounter with the paranormal and likely wouldn’t be my last. I can’t wait to stay the night there.

We are going down Friday but will be staying in the cottage as there are not enough beds in the house yet.