No Really! It's a Blog Post, Not a Diary Entry.

Apparently I'm supposed to write in this blog more frequently than I do. I've been getting a lot of smack about not having written over the last two (or three) weeks. I do apologize, but hey! Life has been pretty much a continuous line of nothing new. It just seemed to me that I shouldn't bore everyone with posts of "Job's goin' well. Niece is sick. Haven't written a damn thing! Sure do wish I had some sort of life." Anyway, for those of you who have pestered me (you know who you are, Oliver!), this post is for you.

This job is going well. I've been trained to take care of Medicare D patients who are mostly from California. I've been on the phones a couple of days now, so I've been able to talk to these people. Let me say now that I adore these people and wish that I could do more for them than I can. So far, they have been so nice and laid back. All I want to do is say, "It's okay, Hun. I'll make sure everything is good for you." Ah well, nothing like trying to help the older generation with your hands tied behind your back. It's a good thing I like a challenge.

My niece, Elizabeth, is back in Children's hospital. She's been there since before Thanksgiving, and it doesn't look like she's coming home anytime soon. Most of you know the saga surrounding her, so I won't rehash old news. I'll just say that my angel is sick, and the doctors aren't sure why she's not getting better. I miss her.

Writing has definitely taken a backseat to my life, at this point. Even my thesis is suffering. However, now that I'm in my regular work schedule, I hope to get back on it. (Sorry Stephen. I love you, but you've been a little too much for me lately.)

Finally, for those of you who didn't know before, I'm telling you now. I have no life. This isn't likely to change soon, but at least I'm now developing the finances that might support a life in the future. If any of you have suggestions for how I might develop a life, they would be greatly appreciated. If, however, you only wish to ridicule my lack of a life, I must request that you not comment and instead focus on the possible reasons your life is so awful you must make fun of my lack of one.

Well, that's it. I hope I haven't bored, but if I did, well, I told you there was a reason I wasn't posting.