Good luck, Theodosia.

I've spent a couple days managing our company nurse's anxieties about dealing with a doctor who may or may not be an asshole but who for sure does not mesh well with our nurse. Also I think she has low-level ptsd over the death of a person in another house who died after a couple of days of respiratory distress that staff did not bother to chart about or seek medical attention. I keep having to reassure the nurse that in the case of the person I requested ~ma for, we have thorough documentation, numerous consultations with doctors, and proof that we are carrying out the instructions of those doctors plus other forms of care; even if we never succeed in getting to the bottom of this person's condition, that is for lack of trying. I may have to give her the "we are responsible for the methods we use; we are not responsible for the results," talk.

Connie, I'm pretty sure your phone will be involved, sorry. The way it works for me is, I let Lyft access my PayPal account. When I request a Lyft the payment for the ride is charged to PayPal. Then the phone shows me the driver coming to me, along with a photo of the driver and a description of their car. Once I'm at my destination I get a message from Lyft asking me to rate my driver and letting me tip them (if I want). The tip also comes out of PayPal.

So I got to work today (a little late, but only a few minutes because of Metro delays) -- just to find out that the government is closed today because of the high winds. I think I'll hang out for a while, relax over breakfast, submit my time sheet, and go home very early.

Off to check the bus schedule.

Yes, the DC weather seems quite concerning today.

I don't have the bandwidth for kerfuffles anymore.

I never really did, but less so as time goes on.

So it looks like DH may seek the head coach position at the high school where he has been assisting. This past year has been a real mess with 3 completely different coaches giving the kids 3 completely different messages. Parents, kids, faculty, coaches, all on different pages. Season is over and the current head coach is probably moving to Parkland. He lives in that district and they have offered him the position, also he is about to be fired here and should get a jump on it. DH would take the job, but only with his own assistants so they could have a real cohesive program. If he seeks it he would likely get it. He has endorsements from key parents, as well as several other HS head coaches and principals. He can't seek the position until current dude resigns or gets fired, but he is accumulating his letters of recommendation. The only thing that he doesn't have current is his CPR stuff and there a day long certification course Saturday so he is doing that.

So, it is a big commitment, but he gets great satisfaction getting kids in college and mentoring in general. And it will be much less frustrating having control over stuff that made me crazy over this past season.

Good luck for your DH, Laura.

I left Boston at exactly the right time. My flight was delayed because part of the plane fell off and they had to replace it, but it could have been worse.

I didn't have much time to wander around, but I really liked what I saw of Boston. Seems like a great place. I managed to have just enough time to walk over to the tourist trap mall and buy some a shirt, hoodie, and sweatshirt for my son, daughter, and wife. For the office I brought in some Dunkin Donuts since that appears to really be a thing in Boston.

I hope your husband can get the job, Laura. Sounds cool.

That sounds like a good thing, Laura. Hope it works out!

Man, what a trip, Gud! Glad you made it through all that ok.

Good luck for your husband, Laura!

(I am going to regret this so much.)

The question at the crux of The Great Gerund War was whether or not the -age suffix gerunded or nouned a verb, as in, for example, the phrase "Willow kissage."

Battle lines were drawn. Descriptivists drew swords. Prescriptivists loosed arrows. Latin was invoked. And so began the dark times...