First item on the local news: gas price is up to $1.23 per litre. I sell my car none too soon. I have yet to miss it. The cheque has been cashed and spent--just enough to pay for my France trip, truffles and all.
I wake up this morning thinking that I miss work. I miss the small procedures, the patient doc interaction, the camaraderie inside an office. Mosaics class to the rescue. I have the tedious task of scraping off dried up excess glue off tiles (lesson learnt...). This is just like a small medical procedure--just less financially rewarding.
Meeting, leisurely lunch with great company, another appointment, prep work for board meeting tomorrow, class. Another day zips by.
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