Tick Tock, On the Clock
Oct. 12th, 2010 09:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bewizeToday is Day 2 of the "run 2.2 miles every day for a week plan." This plan is seemingly out of nowhere and comes about just because I want to make my life more difficult. But, I figure I'll see what's happened at the end of the week. (I don't imagine it will be bad.)
Tonight, it rained. I ran after the rain and the temperature was definitely colder. That plus the humidity made my asthma kick off. And yet I still had an easier run than yesterday. I really think it's partially just reminding myself that yes, indeed, I *can* run 2.2 miles and it isn't even that hard. But some days, I just don't want to do it.
That's why I'm making it a rule for the next week. If I can run that far every day, then I 'm probably ready to find a longer route and kick it up a notch. But I think I'm going to need to acquire a few winter running shirts.
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I'm afraid of my work phone. Which is my cell phone. Which is bad. But I can't stand it when I end up with 14 voice mails in a day where I'm answering my phone. It scares me. And half of them are people wanting to know why X isn't done.
I'll tell you.
BECAUSE MY DAMN PHONE WON'T STOP RINGING!!!
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I have a med mal case regarding a girl who had to have two liver transplants thanks to a doctor's incompetence. I calculated the bills from her second surgery today and had a stroke.
My life isn't so bad. And I doubt that I will ever hit my maximum lifetime coverage in insurance in the span of three months.
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Irrationally perhaps, but sometimes when my f-list page is full of "you should think X instead of Y about [insert political issue of choice]", I just want to tell people to quit telling me how to think!
*bangs head*
At the end of the day, very few people know anyone else on their flists well enough to judge their lives. S'all I'm saying.
ETA: I figured I'd better specify that this is aimed mostly at the folks telling me that because I support women's colleges, I somehow support a classist system that prevents the lower classes from obtaining a feminist education.
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I'm dying my hair. I think this is the wrong color.
That is bound to be interesting.
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S called my phone when I was out running. V answered. He said he had something he wanted me to do in the morning (why call me at night????), but he didn't answer when I called back. I dread to think what it will be...
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Remember when Mattie dislocated his elbow? The insurance company has denied coverage. *rolls eyes*
We'll see about that, won't we? But that's BS. It was a weekend. He was in pain. Where the hell else should we have taken him?!
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There is a client who owes me $5,000. This would go a long (long, long, long) way to making my world easier right now. I'm going to spend part of tomorrow trying to get my money from him. (No, seriously. A long, long, long, long way.)
Tonight, it rained. I ran after the rain and the temperature was definitely colder. That plus the humidity made my asthma kick off. And yet I still had an easier run than yesterday. I really think it's partially just reminding myself that yes, indeed, I *can* run 2.2 miles and it isn't even that hard. But some days, I just don't want to do it.
That's why I'm making it a rule for the next week. If I can run that far every day, then I 'm probably ready to find a longer route and kick it up a notch. But I think I'm going to need to acquire a few winter running shirts.
************
I'm afraid of my work phone. Which is my cell phone. Which is bad. But I can't stand it when I end up with 14 voice mails in a day where I'm answering my phone. It scares me. And half of them are people wanting to know why X isn't done.
I'll tell you.
BECAUSE MY DAMN PHONE WON'T STOP RINGING!!!
************
I have a med mal case regarding a girl who had to have two liver transplants thanks to a doctor's incompetence. I calculated the bills from her second surgery today and had a stroke.
My life isn't so bad. And I doubt that I will ever hit my maximum lifetime coverage in insurance in the span of three months.
************
Irrationally perhaps, but sometimes when my f-list page is full of "you should think X instead of Y about [insert political issue of choice]", I just want to tell people to quit telling me how to think!
*bangs head*
At the end of the day, very few people know anyone else on their flists well enough to judge their lives. S'all I'm saying.
ETA: I figured I'd better specify that this is aimed mostly at the folks telling me that because I support women's colleges, I somehow support a classist system that prevents the lower classes from obtaining a feminist education.
*************
I'm dying my hair. I think this is the wrong color.
That is bound to be interesting.
**************
S called my phone when I was out running. V answered. He said he had something he wanted me to do in the morning (why call me at night????), but he didn't answer when I called back. I dread to think what it will be...
**************
Remember when Mattie dislocated his elbow? The insurance company has denied coverage. *rolls eyes*
We'll see about that, won't we? But that's BS. It was a weekend. He was in pain. Where the hell else should we have taken him?!
*************
There is a client who owes me $5,000. This would go a long (long, long, long) way to making my world easier right now. I'm going to spend part of tomorrow trying to get my money from him. (No, seriously. A long, long, long, long way.)