I am still sick too. I think **welby **gave me his sinus thing! Bleh. The cold I’ve had all week seems to have migrated into my sinuses. (Can colds do that??) I couldn’t sleep last night so of course after breakfast I went back to sleep and slept from 8:30 to 11! Why is it easier to sleep in the daylight than at night sometimes?? I’m one of the never-have-insomnia types so it seems very weird to me.
But now I’m at work because I felt too guilty to take the day off. I can’t take a day off without being eaten by guilt. Why did my parents instill this Puritanical work ethic in me?? Gah!
Oh, if you only knew. I became an excellent nurse so that pts would STOP bugging me, dammit! I am reading this book! It works. (I do take care of them, good care—but I am fast, efficent and organized).
Oh, and hospitals do that now-especially outpt stuff and surgeries. Not only is it good PR, it helps the pt! Go figure.
Drae -Katie Couric makes me cry–tears of impotent rage that she can assault my eyes and ears regularly. See Pit thread (search KC).
Lissla -we are sharing the same weather. It is sleeting alternating with pouring out. Cold, wet and raw. A day for books and a fire. And chocolate.
Oh and thoughts and good wishes for FCD. I’m so sorry to hear he’s still in pain. That’s really hard to watch a loved one go through. Hope he feels better soon, FCM!
I’m just about to order my wedding gown. It’s the same one I’ve been looking at for a couple months. I finally decided to just go with ordering it online. It’s the right size based on the measurments, and it can be altered once I get it. So I’m going with it! I’m so excited and scared at the same time! The whole wedding thing is pretty nerve wracking, but exciting too. Maybe if I got the job/moving thing out of the way, the wedding thing would be easier to focus on. Or maybe if I were healthy, the whole thing would seem a lot easier!
Man, efficiency has struck again! I just washed both of our vehicles, and swapped their spots in the garage, since I’ll be driving the Jetta for the next few weeks. I’ve also done 3 loads of laundry and a dishwasher load. I’ve got a chicken thawing for rotissing - even if the patient isn’t hungry, rotissed chickie is good leftover.
I need to work on getting fluids into him. I’m about to head back with a popsicle. Wish me luck!!
FCM, where in Og’s name do you get all this efficiency? More importantly, how do I get some for myself? It’s uncanny the way you blitz through entropy’s defensive lines and score touchdown after touchdown in the name of productivity. (A little echo of the Superbowl there, just for you.)
I didn’t go to class at all today. Six hours, three classes, whoosh! My excuse is that I went to the Career Fair Part Deux, which was foolishly scheduled from 10 am to 2 pm today, right when most people have class. Johns Hopkins Applied Physics Lab was there, and I’m very excited about possibly working for them this summer. That in mind, I’m off to do the online resume/application thing.
The campus in Baltimore (or is it Laurel??) - anyway, FCD works with them from time to time, and it’s just over an hour from where we live. So you might be a temporary MAD?? That would be cool beans, as well as an excuse for a DopeFest!
Ah. Neither, just not on that wavelength this afternoon. Good thing–I have no desire to be Jesus, baby or otherwise. He’s way too nice and look at his friends!
FCM, we would definitely have to have a Dopefest. I know that the lab in question is almost exactly halfway between D.C. and Baltimore, if that helps place it. Actually, here. It’s in Laurel, MD.
I had a second-round interview at Harvard yesterday, with the hiring manager’s boss. I met with both of them for round one two weeks ago, and big-boss wasn’t as enamored as little-boss, so little-boss set up a one-on-one for me with big-boss to give me a chance to win him over. I did. I’ve got a thums up from big-boss now (he said I seemed a little uptight in the first interview, and wrote it off to nerves, but was also concerned that I am willing to leave my current position - a great job to go work for Harvard). Evidently, a simple desire to work for Harvard wasn’t enough in his eyes, so I cited “work/life balance issues” with the current position, and told him being a big fish in a small pond isn’t all it’s cracked up to be (true and true). Here’s a copy and paste from the feedback I got from little-boss this morning…
This is starting to look very promising. A guy with whom I worked at my last job is now on the team it looks like I’ll be joining - he is my internal reference there. I’m trying not to get too excited about this, but it’s hard not to. The position is a couple notches down the corporate ladder from where I am now, so I’ll be losing an Office, “dotted line” subordinates, and a lot of power, but I’ll be gaining an opportunity to get a Harvard education (a Harvard MBA! Holy Shit!), my kids would be able to go to the Extension School (Harvard Light™ doesn’t feature celebrity professors, but the degree won’t say that) the benefits are great, lots of time off, I’ll be able to take public transportation (< 1 hour each way) instead of the nightmarish current commute (90 to 120 minutes each way), WAY LESS responsibility, campus life, and the same money. Damn.
I said GOD DAMN! I’m F’ing STOKED!
All right. I need to calm down. I might not get the job. Whew. Easy, Winston. Easy. I friggin’ hyperventilating.
Fingers crossed for you, Winston - sounds like a fabulous opportunity and a terrific step forward in your real life, too! Deep calming breaths. Think happy thoughts.
[mean lady in authority voice] Now, we’ll have none of this turning on in the MMP, people. You hear me?[/mliav]
That sound great, Smits (smitty, whatever)! I hope you get it. My daughter’s best friend’s father works as a prof at Harvard.
It’s pouring here and yucky. I love yucky, but not today. I took a nap and I feel drugged. Yes, I had to share that.
Hah! We’ve got you sucked in! And you make all of us look smart! You and rigs and Spats, the educated-or-being-educated-or-abou-to-be-educated-ones.
I have an important announcement- Mr. Lissar just cooked an excellent fritatta, with instruction from me. It was roasted pepper, cheddar, and garlic, and it turned out beautifully. The cooking lessons are progressing. He also swept and vacuumed, but he’s going to Driving Husband’s martial arts class to get the crap beaten out of him, so I’ll do the mopping. Driving Husband does Russian Special Forces fighting.
I’m going to mop, and then loaf. I’ve got the chocolate and the tea, and two purring kitties.
I think **welby **gave me his sinus thing! Bleh. The cold I’ve had all week seems to have migrated into my sinuses. (Can colds do that??) I couldn’t sleep last night so of course after breakfast I went back to sleep and slept from 8:30 to 11! Why is it easier to sleep in the daylight than at night sometimes?? I’m one of the never-have-insomnia types so it seems very weird to me.
