8:07am — Well, I was able to pull some strings and get us moved into the townhouse a few days early. So instead of having to wait until the 19th, we can now close on the 10th. We’ll just have to borrow some money from Sara’s equity line.
We did a little furniture shopping yesterday — found some really nice stuff we both liked. We also ran into my boss, Trent and his wife. He even gave me a little side hug — which shocked me a bit.
I talked to my mom (actually, Sara’s mom first), and found out that my dad’s been having a lot of trouble. His health is just getting worse. He’s been complaining of chest pains and going into the emergency room a couple times – but they insist he’s fine. But, my mom believes his arteries are all clogged up again and that at any moment he might have another heart attack. To make things worse, 10,000 times worse, he doesn’t have insurance.

I’m going to check with my company to see if there’s anything they can do. It’s gotta be the most ironic thing in the world. I work for the largest health insurance company in the country, and dad doesn’t have any.