04 in Summer 2017

Writing, wondering what’s going to happen next.

Things can seem to move at a snail’s pace during the summer if your livelihood is dependent upon government action.

This is a tough few weeks, anyway. I’m very much at the end of my charge, and I don’t get a Tysabri infusion until Wednesday afternoon.

I had a good interview Monday, but told them I wouldn’t be available to start until Thursday next week. I have a dental cleaning Monday, then the infusion Wednesday.

I’m disappointed, but not overly so.

As I said while filling out my my morning Patients Like Me survey, I am getting a little bored at this point.

Unfortunately, as I’ve been listening to news, with Congress on vacation, I don’t expect a budget to be passed soon. Since so many of my outstanding applications are with government agencies, I’m wondering if there’s going to be another week or two of twiddling my thumbs.

I also worry that some of these things won’t start until the next fiscal year (1 October).

Things would be really tight if I don’t get a paycheck until 15 October. sigh

Do you ever feel as though you are the only one with a logical mind?

How flatly can I answer in the negative? NO.

To every situation, there’s multiple ways to address. How someone else chooses to do something really isn’t any of my business.

That does speak to something that’s been going through my head a lot lately.

Perhaps it’s related to my political consumption lately, but I really don’t care I tell people the right way to do things. I don’t have any desire to tell people how they should live their lives.

Maybe that makes me weird.
Maybe it makes me a bad person.

But I don’t care.