Waiting is the hardest part. I have facilities helping to hang a wall rack in the new theater. Dude is going to get needed supplies. I'm just hanging out waiting. Everything I need to do is on computer in office, or things need testing in the workshop. Feels wasteful... But, it is what it is. In the meantime, I have my iPad.

Sorry you are stuck in a holding pattern omnis. I'm trying to get a few things done in the office before I head off to more rehearsals and then a preview tonight.

Hitting "Get Mail" over and over will make the mail from the HR guy show up faster, right?

No, Laura and Beverly, I have not gotten an earlier appointment. The person who seemed to really try to help did call back today to say she'd had no luck.

About two weeks ago, one of the doctors said she'd schedule another blood test to keep track of the anemia, but never said when she was putting the order in for. The nice gastroenterology person also looked that up for me, and it's in there, so I'll get one tomorrow. Maybe the results will offer a clue.

In the meantime, my arm with lymphedema suddenly broke out with red blotches that look suspiciously like the infection one is supposed to be on the lookout for. If it's no better first thing, I guess I'd better take it to a doctor tomorrow.

I would like to be frozen and thawed when they have a cure for everything, please.

I heard back from Stephanie. I asked if she wanted me to pass along a message and she said yes. "I'm emotionally exhausted (we were in court from 8am to 6pm) and physically tired from not sleeping. But things turned out okay. Not great but okay. Please let them all know that and thanks for the support."

Thank you, Suzi.

It's 5:15 pm, I've been here since 1:30, and all I'm doing is sitting in my car. I'm going to be filmed in a traffic jam, but for now just waiting, waiting. Hey, I'm getting paid to read, right? Left Frankie outside with food and water - he can get into the shed, which is nice and cool - and left food down for the cats. Ah, the life of an extra.

Ack, Ginger. I hope it's not an infection.

Hitting "Get Mail" over and over will make the mail from the HR guy show up faster, right?

Almost never, actually.

Though apparently leaving a massage with a squished, no makeup face will result in my stepmom driving through Portland but having no time to see me. But her forgetting a car charger for her phone let me convince her to pull over, wait two minutes for me to find her and give her mine.

She's helping friends move their elderly mom to California from Tacoma and she's driving a UHaul through Oregon in a storm. I'd like her phone to be charged. My dad REALLY would like her phone to be charged. So I saw her for five minutes in a parking lot.

Technically, she's now seen me in Portland. With no makeup. But the timing was just too weird not to give it a shot. But thank god she didn't want to see my place. It's a mess.

I knew she was making the trip sometime this Spring but I had no idea when I woke up that I'd see her today. Huh.

I'm sorry to hear I am in such good company with the allergy misery. I was just very whiny at TCG for no good reason just because I am exhausted As a result he is making dinner.

Must be the weird weather we're having.

Although, I have to say I am enjoying it. Just came in from sitting out on the stoop and reading.

Wall rack is up. Had a brief panic moment, as the door wasn't deep enough to accomadate the little mixer. Thankfully there are little adjustments to slide the rack rails back a smidge so the door could close. Now, the room wiring needs to be fixed to wire that bad boy into the house system. Woot. (I realize, there is only one or two people who will understand half of that, but eh).

Jilli, no, the more you press, the slower the e-mail will arrive. It's the modern version of watched pot never boils.