Necessary Mutilation

Weight: 190.6 lbs.

I keep staying up too late talking on the phone with one friend or another, and continue to be sleep depreived as a result. Or, perhaps it is the fact that I am stressed out by my job, iron is seeping out of me in record amounts, or I am still struggling to re-acclimate to the real world. Either way - yawn!

I have much to do at work today, but at least should have a clear path to getting things accomplished as it is strictly an administrative day. I have to meet with my superviser about a million things as well, including about my raise which I am still not sure yet has been approved or how to go about receiving it if payroll doesn’t know.

Oh, and speaking of money, we did have to pay that belated psychological bill for Dr. Dorkhead…adding insult to injury to this process. It seems that our good insurance got crappy BEFORE and not AFTER my meeting with him last March…leaving me also concerned about any other potential prerequisite doctor visits I may have had and forgotten about.. I’d hate to see surgical bills start trickling in too…and the reality is that our policy HAD changed before my 4/28/09 gastric bypass, so it is possible that aspects of this never got paid as well, I suppose. I am afraid to even think this or ask, so I guess we’ll just sit tight and hope for the best. Having the insurance we do now is rather like catostrophic care only, where all preventative appointments, labs and such aren’t covered at all, or we must first chew down a hefty deductible (ie: for labs) first, and even then, only some of it is covered. It is hard to understand all the formulas involved, so again, we will just wait to see whether there will be more fallout or not. We get enough bills from current appointments to keep us busy and broke, that it would suck hugely if old ones kept coming in as well.

Well, at least I am gainfully employed and building hours and workload that keeps me busy and clothed. I should stop grousing about working and be grateful…which actually I am, and hope this comes through despite my weariness and burn out at times.

And, speaking of which, I am keeping this short and sweet as I’ve gotta go soon to perform for our dinner….

And, this weekend will be so busy that Tuesday’s work will be upon me before I’ve dried off from Sunday’s Conesus Lake cottage adventure, Sunday’s metal detecting picnic or Saturday’s Lawn Fete.

What exactly was I complaining about?! I’ve forgotten already!