70 in January

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We’re in the middle of a bizarre heat wave that’s lasted all weekend. I think the temp. actually reached 70 at one point. Tomorrow the highest it’s going to get is 40. This is just great (insert sarcasm) because now we are going to be VERY busy with sick people. Drastic weather changes play havoc on immune systems. We’re also renovation/remodeling the front office. This is all an effort to organize things. We don’t have much to work with though. The building is over 60 years old and the doctors absolutely refuse to alter the walls or doorways. I also have an inclination that it might be sinking in on one side. The building that is, not the doctors. Cracks are starting to appear in the walls and it’s just not a pretty sight. But I think we’re doing okay with what we have. It’s just very irritating trying to check patients in when there is hammering and drilling happening in the background. I’ve been subsisting on Excedrin for the past 3 workdays.
As I’m writing this my aunt has just cranked Il Divo. *Pounds head on the table* Don’t get me wrong, I don’t hate Italian opera, but this is shaking the windows…and my brain. The quartet is unfortunately being accompanied by the vacuum cleaner and the washer and dryer. *blinks* Do you think if I swap it with an Enya CD she’ll notice??

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  1. Anonymous7:06 AM

    *LOL* I love your aunt. She's the queen of spontaneous cleaning. Well, I understand that. There are times I walk into my room and groan. I can't go to bed with crap lying around the place. NO WAY!!! So, I understand. On the other hand I know how you like your peace and quiet. Your music is always at a soft whisper sooo...*LOL* I understand. Hang in there! You'll make it through this week. As for the bizarre weather....I can't even begin to tell you the forboding I have about the hurricane season. Do you still have room at your aunt's for random summer time evacuations?

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