I should be grading. I told myself that I'd be able to grade from home. I am not grading.
I can call the rheumatologist. Then I'll at least be doing something useful.
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I should be grading. I told myself that I'd be able to grade from home. I am not grading.
I can call the rheumatologist. Then I'll at least be doing something useful.
I called. They never got the records. I called my old doctor and they said they did send the records. Now someone from the new doctor's office is calling the old doctor's office to see if they can get this worked out. She's supposed to call me back.
Old office is now faxing my records over. This is such a pain.
I'm bored, and getting a little stir-crazy, and just need to get out of the house, but my options are somewhat limited by my ankle hurting and by the rain.
Hope your day gets better, Hil, and your ankle stops hurting.
So my youngest niece moved and didn't tell anyone. She just told her mom today, and I guess she figures her mom will tell me and her sister. I suspect that she moved all on her own so her mom wouldn't jump in and insist on helping. I won't be sharing that suspicion with my sister. But it's the same reason I'm considering spending extra $$$ to get my upstairs floor done by professionals, instead of doing it myself with the help of family. They'd be willing to help... but my beloved sister drives everyone mad by taking over and micro-controlling everything. And there's no possibility of getting everyone else to help and not her.
So I have a job interview at Best Buy and the hours are way earlier than I remembered but I am going to the interview. I said I wasn't interested in another position and I wish I hadn't said that.
It would be really early so...that may not work but it's limited hours and once I'm in it's easier to move to another position.
The main thing is I got over my fear and did this.
Also there's a good chance I'm going to end up wearing the same thing for this interview as I did the last.
When is the interview? Go you!!!
Friday at 1:30. I need to ask for Danny.
Zen, I ... yeah, that's a tough one. Sisters who think they are the natural supervisors of everything. Mine is not quite that bad, but I always knew I'd never want to raise a child near her...
Yay, askye! I hope the interview goes well and turns into a job that works for you.
Zen, for these kinds of things you pay - either money to strangers or in grief to family. You just have to decide which one you can afford.