Yeah, today I was emailing my boss with "if you want me to do that you'll need to clone me. 15 times" and she was all "well the resourcing issue has been raised to the highest levels of the company because they're very concerned, but (my job title) is in short supply". My response was "yeah, and if you make me try to do 150% of what I should be doing for another month, they're going to have one more position that's not easy to fill". Ugh!

(And then had zero transition support for several months because of territorial government assholes)

Does not matter!

Once again today my coworkers made suicide jokes again. And once again I wanted to heckle them with "really? Too soon, yeah?".

You should, though. People don't think.

I feel like the goddamn neighborhood fairy godmother. In a good way. Just got a request for a watch with a second hand because my friend has clinicals tomorrow (in nursing school) and lost hers. I have one, but she's hitting up nearby drugstores first, at my suggestion (because I'm happy to loan it, but it is small and hard to read and she hadn't thought of checking there.)

For my next feat, I'll save a kitten...wait, already did that. A few times.....

You should, though. People don't think.

Or possibly come over all concern troll-y: "You know, you keep making jokes about suicide, and sometimes people make jokes when they are really thinking about it. Here are some resources for you if you need them." Hand over either pamphlets or info about a mental health help line or some such. If they defend by saying they were just joking of course they aren't going to do anything like that, you say something oh, so earnest about how they are much too valuable a person to take chances with, and you understand that the stigma of mental health challenges causes people to make light of their own suffering.

Not everyone can pull that sort of thing off, though.

So, someone I know just posted on Facebook that her (Long-Island-raised) son got dinged on a school assignment (in Arkansas) for saying "meant" and "mint" are not homophones. Regional accents strike again!

They are here!

Our nurse's last day is tomorrow. And I'm genuinely pissed. The pissed-ness is coming from feeling abandoned and worried for Grace and just generally blah.

AND the endocrinologist says Grace can't have HGH treatment because her white blood count is high. We had her checked and rechecked and our PCP never said anything but the geneticist wrote that she thought Grace needed to be referred to hematology.

I JUST CANNOT.

And since last year, Grace lost 1/2 lb.

Bang head on desk repeatedly.

Oh, man, Kat.

aw, Kat, that sucks.

I have not completed the job pursuit tasks but I did make a delicious lemon eggplant risotto topped with lamb meatballs and watched tv with my husband.

Thank you all for your good advice and for listening to me whine. I know I'm in a super privileged place right now w/r/t work and I shouldn't be complaining 'bout nuthin'.

ION, the weather is getting kind of scary here.

Not raining enough volume per minute for my roof leak, yet. I've been trying to call for 3 weeks and everydamntime I've picked up the phone, work crisis. I need to stop that. Or find a grown up to run my life.