I can't remember the last time I only had one dog.  It is a strange feeling and Bailey is taking some time to adjust to it.  He has never really been alone, maybe in quarantine.  He is constantly looking back for him when he goes outside.  It makes me sad.  I am also a little miffed that they haven't called me to say T-man is ready to be picked up yet.  Not sure what the issue is with that.  

Finally in a normal routine.  I did my obligatory 2 days in the office this week.  Nothing has changed, lol.  Hard to believe it was the first time I had been in since the day before Thanksgiving.  We did get word that they are trying to make us come in 3 days a week but the union is holding it up as long as they possibly can.  I am not looking forward to that.  Today is my second day in the office and I am multi-tasking while listening to a webinar.  I am going t steal most of it for a break out session I have to teach during the ranger workshop later this month.  Why recreate it?

I spent the day with my mom on Saturday for the first time since I had been back.  Since Heather was in town I got out of doing it for the first little big, then being sick and getting the doctor to tell me to stay out of the brutal cold got me out of a couple of more.  I went to a Dillard's that is transitioning to a clearance center, she always asks for the wheelchair they have when she walks in.  They couldn't find it so she was just ready to leave.  I really didn't need to spend money anyway.  I am not sure what is going to happen when/if I have the band removed and I don't want to spend money on clothes that I can't wear.  That being said, being sick didn't help with the weigh issue.  I am not going to disclose it because I don't want anyone to freak out.  Just know I am eating and trying to put some weight on.  I never thought I would have this issue and I really don't think it will be an issue once the band is removed.  If only I could maintain at 110-115 I would be super happy but we know it's either 95 or 170, no in-between.

Dennis is supposed to go to his cardiologist today.  He hasn't called me yet so I am a little anxious.  He was diagnosed with cardiomyopathy and they want to put him on an external defibulator, I don't think I have to tell you how that is going.  They changed his medication in hopes that it will help, if not they said they would put in an internal one.  The life vest (external defib) place sent me an email and quoted almost $4K for the 3 months he would have the vest.  He is trying to use this as an excuse not to get it but I am on his ass about it.  I have been looking at cars and I told him that I have the money to buy a car, my car has 145,000 miles on it and will last me a few more years I am sure so the money reasoning is out.  He is just stubborn.  

Last Sunday I went to a baby shower for Dennis's niece.  It was awkward af.  He is still refusing to have anything to do with them.  He did talk to his sister for an hour or so while I was in Maui and she said that she felt like there was a trust issue, he said I am not sure what would  make you think that (maybe because he does).  At any rate there are definitely some hostility.  Right before I left for HI I had the niece the shower was for move my extensions up.  I only had a few but she charged me $65!  It took her less than 10 minutes.  I decided that I needed to find someone else to do my hair.  MIL made a comment to Dennis that she had lost a lot of clients when she moved salons and her prices increased.  I literally went on instagram and looked for someone who does vivids.  To be honest it was probably comparable to what I would have paid but the emotional cost was less, lol.  The new girl did a good job but I wasn't really happy with the way she blended my roots.  One of my friends recommended someone and I have an appointment set with her on March 2.  But I digress, I posted a picture of my new hair to instagram and she liked it, she never looks at or likes any of my posts so I know she was just letting me know she was it.  Whatever.  None of them talked to me except his sister and her husband.  I brought a gift and I'm not even sure she thanked me for it but I know I will get a thank you card later.  One of the nieces sat close to me and I asked her a question so she obviously talked to me some but she seemed annoyed, that could just be me though.  As far as the underlying issues, there is so much to unpack.  Not my circus not my monkeys.  I know MIL is upset but she is also the type to ignore issues in hopes they will just go away.  I'm not sure that will be the case here.  

This weekend I obviously have to entertain my mom on Saturday.  She had new lenses ordered for her glasses so I will probably take her to pick them up.  When I went to the eye doctor last week my prescription had changed a lot so none of my current glasses will work as back ups.  The guy at the optical place that we all go to said he would make me a pair for less than $100.  Sounds good to me.  I will get that started while we are there. 

Sunday I am meeting the girl I befriended that did my nails.  She had a rough go of it while I was in Maui and her ex had her arrested for DA.  I haven't been able to meet up with her because of everything that has been going on so I am anxious to hear everything that went on.  I am so glad she is away from him though.  I have been encouraging her to break free from him since we became friends.

Monday I have an appointment with the new therapist.  That has me a little anxious but we will see how it goes.

Not long after I posted the update Truman had another seizure.  We rushed him back to the vet and decided to let him go.  I am a wreck but I know it was the right decision for him.  

 I don't even know where to start.  

I got back from Hawaii December 23.  The flight from Maui left at 7 pm-ish and landed in DFW at 6 am CST.  I was a little nervous I would be stuck (in a middle seat) wide awake but I took an ambien and a valium and was asleep shortly after they served our turkey sandwich.  I started watching the Barbie movie and made it about 30 minutes in and decided to put on the eye mask and fell asleep pretty easily.  They must have made an announcement that we were getting ready to approach because I woke up about an hour before we landed.  I wish I could do that on every flight.  I paid extra for the extra leg room but I probably would have been ok without it.  I called Dennis when we loaded and sent him a text with the flightaware data and asked him to please not make me wait in the cold for too long.  It all worked out.  The upgrade was worth it because it pushed my luggage to the front of the pile.  You can see the luggage go over the gateway in the TUL airport and I walked my suitcase to the carousal.  We stopped and got a soda in a styrofoam cup as god intended, I get why they don't have them in HI and agree with the idea but man I missed them.  Please don't tell the two green sea turtles I 'adopted'

I went to a different stylist, a story for another time.  The results were ok...

Tribal chicken!!  This is on the inside of my arm so it is really hard to get a picture of.  I forget I have it because it is pretty hidden.  I do love it though.

I got home and tried my best to stay awake but I ended up crashing for a few hours.  

The entire trip was just off.  I wasn't in a good head space when I left.  We had Dennis and his heart issue, Truman and the worst seizure I have ever witnessed and probably a brain tumor, HMF telling me two days before I left that she is suicidal, ya know, just minor issues.  I told Dennis several times that I was going to back out but he reminded me that it would be a really big mistake for my 'career'.  It is also a very financially lucrative trip since it is in a very high dollar area and the room I was renting had a full kitchen and a washer and dryer, which helped a lot with expenses.  

The day I got there I could tell the vibe was off.  I am used to being a field person and this was the first real position I have had in office so I just kind of blew it off thinking that was throwing me off.  Turns out 3 out of the 5 people in the office area I sat in hated each other.  One of them I was replacing so we didn't have much interaction but I still got to hear all about it after she left.  Another girl in my office I can only describe as a pick me bitch.  She started lying to me the minute I met her and over stupid stuff.  She got a tattoo before I got there and she was telling me she got the traditional Hawai'ian method stick an poke.  She didn't tell me who did it but she gave me enough information that it didn't take much for me to figure out who/where she had it done.  We got off work at 4:30 on Sunday's so I went to see about making an appointment.  The girl at the front desk was like, nah that didn't happen here.  From out of nowhere liar shows up (her boss was getting a tattoo) and walks me away from the girl I was talking to.  I had already made the appointment because I liked the style she did but I knew exactly what she was doing.  I kept poking the bear though because that's just who I am as a person asking for more details and such.  She told me that they did the tattoo in the shop but she wasn't supposed to because they aren't licensed.  It just kept getting bigger and bigger.  I didn't care enough about her to try and catch her, I mean there really was no catching her because she was an obvious liar.  There was a lot more but that is just kind of how it all started off.  I had to refrain from saying something to her because she works for the guy over the RFO and it was obvious he was buying her bullshit.  I was very proud of how non confrontational I was but I really didn't give a fuck about her so I most set her up to dig herself in a deeper hole.  Then her and the planning chief got into it over some stupid shit and ended up yelling at each other across the table.  Me and Cat, the other constant in our office who was actually a saint just got up and walked off shutting the door behind us.  According to liar liar pants on fire she told PC that if she didn't have her red shirt on she would have kicked her ass.  First of all, ding ding ding, my money is on the other girl so do it, second of all, she should have been on an airplane back home the next day.  There was a lot of energy being spent on things that didn't matter in the scheme of things.  Most of the city lost everything and a good deal of them lost loved ones.  It was just a bunch of crap.  I think I am not suited for office deployments but I am glad I went.  I could do it again but it isn't my first choice.  The next disaster in our area I am trained on the system we use to assign and track jobs.  The two frisky ones left about a week before I did and they were replaced with someone that I never really did get a read on and one that acts just like AP.  I was ready to be rid of that know it all bitch too, but at that point it was all a mess.  At least they didn't have any issues with us wearing noise cancelling headphones.  There were a few people there that I got to be really close friends with and that made it worth the trip.  I would love to go back to the islands with someone and experience some of the stuff with them.  I did get to go snorkeling, one night trip and one day trip, and I saw whales and so many green sea turtles that I just loved to watch.  Oh, and the parking lot chickens.  I miss the chickens most of all, lol.  I still look for them when I pull into a store parking area.  As far as the extension goes my doctor said that HI wouldn't fill a script for a controlled substance from the mainland.  We thought about having Dennis pick it up and mailing it to me but I was nervous they would lose it.  I called his doctor about his heart procedure and they said that really wanted him scheduled asap and had him down for first thing 2 January.  So, I came home.  

About a week before I was supposed to leave for home I ended up having a horrible gerd flare-up.  It was bad enough that I knew I had made the right decision going home.  Before NYE I was spiking 102 fever.  Dennis kept bugging me to go to urgent care but I just didn't have the energy.  Plus he had his procedure on Tuesday so I just toughed it out.  I did get him to the doctor fine, they found no blockage so the issue with his heart is muscular.  They called before close of business wanting us to come in and have him set up for an external defibrillator.  According to the doctor the heart is supposed to pump out 55% of your blood but his is only moving 28%.  They changed his medication around and they will revaluate in 90 days.  If nothing has changed they are going to put in an internal defibrillator.  The symptoms make sense.  The one thing that always confused us was him just getting sick at random times during they day.  He would throw up for a few hours and his color would go real pasty.  Turns out that is a symptom of whatever is going on with his heart.  He doesn't want to do the life vest because it is expensive but I told him he is worth more alive so lets just figure out how to make that happen.  I recorded the doctor going over the results and I'm glad I did.  I still have a ton of questions.  It has been 3 weeks and he still hasn't scheduled to be fit for the vest.  He claims it's a scam.  I can't make him go it and I can't make him wear it so I just nag.  I wish they would just go ahead and schedule the surgery to put the internal one in.

January 3rd I woke up feeling rough.  I had a hard time staying awake and breathing was getting increasingly more difficult.  I called Dennis and told him I needed him to take me to the ER.  He asked if he had time to do something, no idea what it was, and I told him if he was going to be very long I was going to call 911.  I really have no idea how long it took him to get here but we got loaded up and he took me to a satellite hospital on the other side of town.  It is close to my mom's house and we have taken her there and gotten in and out really quick.  There were a few people in the waiting room but when they sent me back to triage they took me right back.  Dennis said he could tell by the look on their face they were not playing.  They couldn't get my oxygen level above 80%.  They tried 2 different machines.  I got x-rays and ct scans and blood work, the works.  Got diagnosed with double pneumonia that had gone septic.  Turns out the hospital we went to was just an upgraded urgent care so I stayed there overnight and was transported to another hospital the next day.  I ended up staying 3 nights.  Dennis was pissed that I let it get that far but I told him it was like turning up the heat in the tub slowly and not realizing you were boiling until it was too late.  I was lucky because it could have been much worse.  I think I have finally convinced them to take the lap band out though.  

I talked my doctor into giving me a note to telework last week and this week so I haven't been into the office since before Thanksgiving.  I am not looking forward to my return.  I know things are bad and I really need to update my resume and make an active effort to find something else.  I can't be miserable for 6 more years.  I am honestly starting to think I am the problem.  I think we all know that can't be right.  

I have an appointment with a new therapist on Feb 5.  The one I went to over the summer just didn't click and the Mr. Roger's one just isn't my vibe right now.  He moved and it is just a PITA to get to him.  I have a new feeling about the new one.  She called and talked to me when I was in Maui and we seemed to gel so we shall see.  

HMF is a whole mess of it's own.  She needs way more than I can give her.  She regrets the day she ever met A and I can tell he feels it.  I am not saying he is a lot but she knew that going into it.  They should have never approved them for the adoption.  She is going through a somewhat religious phase.  She isn't being pushy about it and if it helps them I am all for it.  A will be 14 in a few weeks but HMF says he is still doing stuff like smearing his own feces in the bathroom.  I tried to tell her that isn't normal but she argues that it is in line with his mental/developmental age of maybe 8?  I still say not normal.  I am not around a lot of kids but the ones I am around have NEVER.  Until she can get to a place to seek treatment for herself there isn't a lot I can do.  I don't spend much time around A anymore as Aunt T isn't cool anymore.  I have seen him a few times when he plays hockey locally, but that is few and far between here.  He is still going to a therapist, psychiatrist, etc.  According to her they will not take him as an inpatient.  

Truman had been doing ok.  We opted not to do the ct scan of his head because it will not change the treatment.  All signs point to the brain tumor.  He has a permanent tilt to his head and falls to one side.  He also walks in circles clockwise.  All of these are symptoms of a tumor.  Earlier today he had a small breakthrough seizure so I rushed him to the vet.  They increased his meds and we are going to see how he does on that.  At least with the new meds it is extended release so we don't have to set our alarms every 8 hours to get him his medication.  It makes me so very sad.  

The rest of the crew are doing well.  Olive has decided she likes to sleep in the bathroom sink so I have had to wash my hands and brush my teeth in the bathtub.  She is so cute with her big white belly spilling over the basin.  Ninja decided if O isn't going to cuddle with me at night he was going to.  Mango is just Mango.  Baby Daddy has spent a couple of nights in the house when it was so brutally cold.  The other cats aren't fans but they stay away from each other for the most part.  He got brave enough to jump in bed with me and Ninja had to tell him that was unacceptable.  BD spend the rest of the night in the garage.  

OK, I have to go drop T-man's new script off and try my best to get through some email.  I have lots more I can update but this is long enough already.

    

 Sea turtles and therapy dogs make life better.  I have an appointment with my doctor in January to get my ambien refilled, if I can get it moved to telehealth I am going to extend.  My mom is NOT happy about that but Christmas is an arbitrary date, we will do it another day.  The per diem is 3X what I normally get and with a kitchen in my condo I don't eat out much at all. 

Aloha

 I feel very betrayed by all of the television and movies.  I did not have a lei put around my neck the second I stepped off the airplane.  Very disappointing.  The flights were unremarkable.  I paid for an upgrade and ended up in first class from Tulsa to Denver and Economy Plus from Denver to Kahului and had an entire row to myself.  I was a little anxious about an 8 hour plane ride but it went fine.  I hope to change my return flight times and hopefully catch another upgrade.

Working 6-6:30 keeps me from doing anything.  They do let us leave about 4:30 on Sundays.  I went to the beach and walked around.  It is dark when I leave my condo and dark when I leave work.  The condo is really nice.  I love having a washer and dryer.  I was able to put my clothes in the wash immediately after coming in from the beach.  For some reason I ended up with a 2 bedroom condo so if anyone wants a free room in HI I have the space.  

Dennis said Truman is doing good.  He makes a big show of telling my family not to stress me out while I am gone and succeeded in pissing me off while I was at lunch today.  Go figure.

I am obsessed with the chickens here!!  I looked it up and according to google the hurricanes caused chicken coops to collapse and there are no predicators here so they continue to thrive.  

Several people have gotten tattoos while they are here and I told them I was going to get a chicken.  We will see if that happens.

I will get a day off.  For now I plan on taking 16 or 17 December because humpback whale season starts the 15th.  I also want to snorkel around the reefs.  Not sure if that second part is going to happen, I didn't realize how cold the water was until I planned on going wading on Sunday and just ended up with my feet in the water.  Someone said the water was 72 degrees but I didn't look it up.  It is in the mid to high 80's though so going in the heat of the day might make it more tolerable.  

OK, gotta get back to work.  

Truman

I am so stressed out that I am afraid I am going to make myself sick.

The most important one, Truman.  He is doing ok.  I had a strange dream that I had taken him to work with me.  We had to climb a staircase to get to the office and as we reached the top he fell through a gap in the hand rail and hit pavement.  There was more office stuff to the dream but the part about Tman was so vivid.  I had planned on WFH that day and thought some about going at lunch to get a pedicure but something just felt off so I sent her a text about 8:30 and told her that it wasn't going to work out.   My mom called shortly after to see if I could take her to the doctor at 10:45.  I told her that I honestly couldn't, I had too much going on at work and couldn't take off this time.  Of course my sister's are completely worthless.  While I was on the phone with her Truman kind of jumped up and started seizing.  He has never had a seizure before and I was 100% sure he was dying.  I started to scream his name and just dropped the phone.  She tried to call me back but I never heard the phone.  I kind of moved him off his dog bed because I thought I was going to have to do cpr.  I finally remembered my mom but she had hung up, probably calling 911, lol.  I grabbed my pj pants and called Dennis.  T was still seizing.  I told him that I was sure he was gone and I needed him to come home.  About that time my little man defecated and in my experience that means they are dead.  I guess I told Dennis he was gone.  He was foaming at the mouth and just thinking about it makes me cry.  Anyway he finally stopped and I told Dennis to meet me at the vet.  I wrapped him in a towel and left in my pj pants and ugg slippers.  My friend Brook is on my speed dial list so I called her and after saying oh fuck 700 times I was finally able to tell her what was going on and asked her to call my office and let AP know what was going on.  I was shaking too bad to find her in my contacts.  When we got to the vet I ran in and said I need help, he had a massive seizure.  They rushed him to the back.  Dennis got there before the vet brought him back in.  When they brought him back in he was doing the typical post trauma behavior until I sat on the ground and put him in my lap and he laid down and went to sleep.  They gave him a strong sedative and prescribed him medication that has to be given every 8 hours, like set your alarm and give him meds, not just 3 times a day.  The bad news is that the most common cause of seizure at his age is a brain tumor.  They said they could do a ct scan but the treatment would be the same.

I got to bring him home, which I really thought I wouldn't be doing.  He was knocked out due to the overall exhaustion and the sedative.  I put him in my lap and I worked in my recliner.  He slept there most of the day.  About 4 I put him on the ground to let Bai out and he followed him outside.  He was a bit wobbly but he did his business and came back in and got in his bed.  I swear I am having ptsd flashbacks.  I really want to cancel my deployment but that train has pretty much left the track.  I would just take him but since I am working 6 am to 6 pm that is not optimal either.  Dennis isn't working and he will be fine with him but it isn't the same.  Plus I wouldn't be able to give him meds every 8 hours.  He ate is dinner last night and took his meds both last night and this morning.  

Added stress...

My mom is needing help getting to doctor's appointments.  My sisters are worthless as shit and won't help.  Dennis stepped up and is taking her to get an injection in her back next week.  That will interfere with T-man getting his meds on time.  I feel like we are early enough in the treatment to play with the times a little.  The vet said if he doesn't get them every 8 hours he may have break through seizures. Thankfully my cousin will be here 13 December and can help with that while she is here.  

Dennis is at his limit for his family.  I have been there for years but he had to get there on his own.  His sister sent him a message out of the blue that she found out their mom had told him that no one had checked on her after the father's day storm that destroyed the fences at both of our houses and my roof. She said that she had tried to come by and check and had called and she pulled her phone records to prove it.  I told him she is feeling guilty and just let it go.  Dennis pretty much ignored my house because I was able to get things started at my house to get his mom's started.  None of his family came over or offered to help, they expected Dennis to do it all.  The two of us put up her temp fence and his brother who had just happened to be in town helped him with doing some of the tree stuff that I couldn't help with.  One of is sisters had the nerve to send him a message telling him that it isn't fair for his brother to be expected to help do stuff at their mom's house when he is in town.  Fuck that.  It isn't fair that they just leave it all to Dennis!  As a matter of fact one of the grandkids had borrowed FIL's chainsaw and didn't return it so Dennis just bought a new one for there.  I am over it.  He has no plans to go over there at all during the holiday.  We go out with my family and he normally skips it because he doesn't want to have to pay $40 for dinner when he is going to eat again.  I get it.  This year he is going with.  

OK, I feel a little better getting that out.  I feel like I am being pulled a thousand different directions.  

Tonight me and HMF moved our Beetlejuice tickets to tonight (which was oddly in the dream I mentioned above).  I am not nearly as excited for it as I was but maybe that will change once I get there.  I am no longer going to wear my fun goth dress, I am wearing jeans and a sweater.  

Food yesterday wasn't good in the too stressed to eat respect.  I didn't eat until  I went to get Truman's medication ($300) I went and got a juicy burger and when I started eating it all the hunger came back.  I almost inhaled it.  When I weighed this morning I was 89 pounds.  I swear I am eating, I am.  When I get back from Hawaii I will start the investigation in to what the hell is going on.  Maybe a change of scenery will help me?  I have no idea why my body is so fucked up right now.  

Plans so far

 Well, the tickets are booked and the hotel reserved.  Funding has been transferred but it still doesn't feel real.  This time next week I will be at the airport!!

Friday November 24 I will fly to Denver leaving at 9 to Denver.  I have almost a 2 hour layover and leave for Kahului Maui at noonish, landing at 4:10

The hotel they have set up for us is a condo in Kihei.  It is one bedroom so I won't be sharing and has a full kitchen and washer and dryer.  I have never had a set up like this for longer deployments so it will be nice.  The washer and dryer alone has me over the moon excited as laundry is a pita when you work 12 hour days 7 days a week.

My return flight starts on Saturday December 23rd at 3ish, 5 hour flight to LAX, 2 hour layover, 4 hour flight to Chicago landing at 6 am, 2 hour layover and back in Tulsa at 10:30 am on Christmas Eve.  I think it's safe to say Christmas Eve is shot for me.  I am going to take the next three weeks off, with the exception of a few hours to do my travel voucher.  I am not keen on having a $13,000 hotel bill just setting out there.

All of that being said, I am a nervous wreck.  I have never been this far away from my family and never during the holiday.  Losing my dad so close to Christmas just kind of took what little fun left in the holiday.  I know Dennis will have a hard time this year too since his dad passed on Jan 3.  I am a little bit glad to be away.  My cousin will be in Tulsa on December 13th so my mom won't be alone for long.  

I really hope we have some downtime because there are lots of things I want to see while I am there.  Mostly Pearl Harbor and some of the reefs.  I bought 2 bathing suits on amazon yesterday in the hopes that I will get a chance to use them.  

So much to do.  I have my hair appointment cancelled and I will go have my extensions moved up Wednesday of next week.  I have to cancel my allergy doctor and Dennis's cardiologist.  I hope we can get him in before the end of the year.  I don't think he was too upset about having to move his appointment out though.  He did get a message last night from a friend whose wife works in a cardio surgery and she said that his doctor is really good and I think that might have help ease his fears a little.  

I was able to transfer my Beetlejuice tickets to Thursday so I will get to see it before I leave!!

Aloha for now....

Maui

On the advise of my Supervisor I sent and email to the Hawaii RFO to see if I was still on the list to deploy 26 December.  Turns out I was not, they didn't know I had volunteered so they put someone else in, but thanks for volunteering.  That paired with all the retirement talk on here and I was just really over this working for a living scam.  I told Brook but I was really too disappointed to tell anyone else.  The next day I get an email sitting in my inbox when I sign in saying the person that was supposed to leave the day after Thanksgiving had to bow out and asked if I would be interested in going 24 November and back on Christmas Eve?  So, I'm waiting for the funding code to come my way so I can start making my travel arrangements.  That should dose the jealousy flame for a little while at least.  Obviously my mom isn't thrilled with the idea but she can get over it.  She was very concerned about my cousin coming into town.  I will be here for more of her stay his way than I would have been if I left in December.  Anyway, I hope we get a little down time so I can explore a little.  I would love to see Pearl Harbor and maybe I can get the Obama's to invite me over for a pre-holiday party.  I am sure they would love to have me.

It will be a strange holiday season for sure.  

The parade of people starts Monday.  BIL and niece will be here that evening.  Dennis is acting like a child trying to get as much stuff done around their mom's house as possible.  He is being a massive tool about the whole thing, doing it all so that when his brother gets here he can be all 'look at what I have done, what do you do when you are here' kind of bullshit.  He told me he may need my help putting up some portable shed, I was like um, why don't you wait and ask your engineer brother.  You would think I had asked him to slaughter baby daddy and prepare him like a turkey for dinner.  He is also holding fast to not going to Thanksgiving with them.  Me leaving will strengthen his case a little.  That reminds me, I have to call the restaurant we have reservations at and see if I need to prepay.  

I need to get in touch with my friend's daughter and see how Henry is doing.  They said depending on the x-ray he could have gone home yesterday.  She just got back from Korea so I haven't been able to get in touch with her.  I added that to the list.

I had hoped to get my roof replaced before Christmas but the obviously isn't happening.  I have gotten quotes from $7-13k.  I really wish I knew more about roofing to know I'm not getting hosed.  I know for sure I am not going with the lowest, something seems off.  He sent an estimate based on google earth then came over and measured it and verbally told me the quote.  I told him that I would appreciate it if he could email it to me so I have it for my records.  The quote pretty much said replace roof, discard trash...$7,000.  This compared to the guy before him telling me the type and depth of plywood they would use, the vents, etc.  I am not a fan of homeownership at the moment.  Renting is underrated sometimes.