Wednesday, October 5, 2022

Mysteries

 It is 2 AM Wednesday morning and having been summoned to consciousness by mother nature, I am writing or reading before getting back to sleep. My reading has been varied. After finding the genealogical mysteries of British author Nathan Dylan Goodwin and his contemporary of the same genre, MJ Lee. I've contentedly met the fictional characters of genealogists Morton Ferrier and Jayne Sinclair. If you enjoy this genre, you may like both series. I've gone on to decidedly non-fiction in the arena of DNA testing. 

Speaking of this, all of the necessary DNA testing needed to unravel the backstory surrounding a great great grandfather on my mother's side has been completed. There was a surprise surname on the male line from his descendant with which none of us were familiar, so the mystery has deepened temporarily until the professionals build out trees and chase records, many of which are not digitized and are therefore unavailable online. This will likely take another six months. A tantalizing clue has emerged in the form of a couple but just how they fit in has yet to be established. The DNA also points directly to a particular area and so may also clear up questions as to where this man originated. He and his wife divorced after 1900 and. according to family lore, he was incarcerated for attempting to kill her with an axe, a sad testament to a life of addiction, among other things.

Navigating this sort of information can be challenging but without the DNA, the lid from Pandora's box would never have been pried off and the questions which three or four generations of my extended family have been concerned would never have been answered.

Monday, October 3, 2022

Wow, what a long month...

 With my pet sitter off for the month of September and a replacement in place, I felt happy that the month would go smoothly. I could not have been more mistaken. The first weekend, Lukas had an unscheduled visit to his vet which took several hours and resulted in a phone call asking me if I knew what was taking so long. The pet sitter had taken him in as a drop off, returning to get him later. Asking me on speaker phone when she arrived there resulted in the woman at reception chiming in that I was lucky to get him in at all because they were very busy. I thanked her and let the matter drop. Then there were various small complaints about traffic as well as turning up early, not calling as originally requested so that I was masked and Lukas was at the front door ready to go. This was followed by several remarks about his weight because the carrier seemed heavier to her and her telling me that she had between 80 and then 200 pet visits scheduled for October. She also did not hear from me on Thursday after a major hurricane to let her know if the vet would be open Friday. As the vet had closed and there was no information on the outgoing message and I had told her that the vet was unsure about opening Friday. I am not sure what else I might have done in that situation.

The upshot was that I could not expect anything more from her past today and I should refer to a specific internet site should the need of a pet sitter arise in the future as she would be unavailable. I should note that she never had a problem cashing my checks. My requirements were only that she show up masked and pick Lukas up for transport. The vet is one mile from my home and the appointment for fliuds normally takes about twenty minutes. I also asked that she call to let me know she was on the way so that I could be masked. something she quickly ignored. While she was very nice and clearly liked cats, she apparently did not enjoy this job. I do not have any sway over traffic, lights, the number of appointments my vet has or any emergencies. I also have no control over how many jobs this woman books for herself and should not have to hear about any of that. As for Lukas, he weighs twelve pounds and if that was going to be problematic, she could have let me know sooner rather than later.

I am thankful she was here and like the hurricane she has gone.