No, really, I'm working.

Well, okay, I could be. Perhaps even should be.

But no, I'm blogging.

My silence of the last two days has been about stress and pinkeye and working the weekend, but mostly it's been about poor internet access. My little netbook, which goes back and forth to work and home, has been living at work. Today the big one gave up running our EMR software, so the little one is now hooked in to the mouse, the real keyboard, the big monitor, etc. It's all Frankenputered up and looks a little like it's on life support...but I'm taking the big one back to my folks, so, maybe there's hope. Although it's the one that has to have the power cable jury rigged juuuuust right, so who knows.

It was kind of a rough weekend. I worked. I ran some errands. I drank some coffee. I napped in spite of coffee. Oh! And I found a new apartment. Close to Shady Pines, bigger than my current one, for not much more moolah. It seems like a nice roachless townhome in a fairly quiet neighborhood. Or at least, that's what I'm hoping.

I started on the consult team today, which is a lot of apprehensive waiting. And I think we just handed off the pager. So I'm going to stop being apprehensive and go home.....