I'm working on my second cup of coffee.. I woke up chilled to the bone this morning- the little heater I keep in my bedroom has a temperature reading on it- it said 50 degrees.. a little cold even for me. Outside, it's 19 at the moment and there is a threat of snow this evening. We should get all the way up to 28 degrees today. Not bad, but I liked it better when el nino was at the controls.
I had a decent evening at work. It wasn't too bad- 5 admits, but they came one at a time. We have now 3 new secretaries - 2 in training and one completed. At least there are a few people to fall back on.
More and more I have this burning desire to retire. It would be an early retirement, but do-able if I can get the health insurance for Wendell. I'll be calling the 'human relations' office Monday to see what can be done.
It's getting harder for me to work the 8 hours at the hospital with heavy charts- my hands tend to drop them when I try to pick them up. And all the handwriting that has to be done leaves my wrists in fits.
I hit the wall at 7pm.. I'm ready for bed and the overwhelming desire to sleep is about all I can stand. I get up and walk.. sometimes in the cold evening air, but I still can't seem to get my act together. It's time to quit.
I have a chair I use at work.. no one likes it and they keep threatening to get rid of it. I keep telling them "NO.. when the chair goes, I go." The problem is that it fits me- I'm short and it is the right height for me and comfortable. I have to search for it each time I go in to work.. usually someone has it pushed back in a corner somewhere. When I retire, I'm going to request the chair for myself..take it with me. I had an ergonomically correct chair that I used and liked.. bought it myself.. and when I was off ill.. someone picked it up and I've never seen it since. Odd.. everyone knew it was mine, no one admitted they knew of anyone removing it. I had to have special permission to bring my own chair in .. and then it's gone forever I suppose. So I will ask for the present chair when I retire. It's a good one.
Enough whining for one day...... it's time to get moving. Have a great day, bloggers..
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