I've recently returned home from work, where I was double booked with patients several times because the surgeons were stuck in the OR with an emergency case. I'm tired, so tired. I've been fighting a cold for almost a week, which got markedly worse on Sunday. My head throbs and feels packed full of goo.
Now I'm clad in my comfortable t shirt with the holes under the arms, stretch pants and Birkenstocks...it's a lovely look. We are having some kind of pseudo-taco salad for dinner that the girls are excited about...made up of crushed Doritos and Hormel chili no beans. I'm ok with it because it's quick and it contains veggies.
The girls are on the veranda sweeping away the hundreds and hundreds of stink bugs that congregated there today. I let the dogs out to join them, and now they are trying to eat the kitten.
I worked last night on my special applesauce...lots and lots of it. It is laced with all kinds of good things. I'm using my Grandma's applesauce press to make it, and wondering what she would think of the things I've adulterated the sauce with. There are more apples to sauce tonight.
It's time to try this dinner. After that, I still have 5 charts to do.
No rest for the weary.
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