Ignoring the morning

Yes, please.

I headed out early. Early enough that I was the first customer at my local Peet’s before braving the freeway, Bay Bridge and run to SFVA. It was one of those times where my inclination to adhere to traditional rule abiding German driving paid off. I stay to the right, except when passing. So, being in the right lane, I completely avoided most of the slow down on I-80 right after I entered. Yes, it was slow, but unlike the left lanes, the trucks and I were moving along. It turns out the accident was in the HOV lane. Two fire rigs, three police cars, an ambulance … and I don’t know what else. Those were just the lights I saw from the far right.

My fun in San Francisco? Dental Appointment. Enough said about that. I am not thrilled about drill and fill but am delighted that I have a great dentist and my dental care is completely covered.

I finished late enough that I listened to the UCSF Medicine Grand Rounds by phone while I was driving home. It turned out to be a good choice as it was mostly a fireside type chat.

Otherwise – I sort of attempted to sort out things for next week and put in a bit of time on Tap Dancers by LongDog Samplers.

Print Friendly, PDF & Email

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
This entry was posted in Cross-Stitch, Medical. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.