Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Snow Delay

This has been an interesting day, and its not even half done!

My daughter finally got the snow delay she's been wanting -- there was a light dusting, and the district delayed two hours. Ironically, she slept in this morning. I told my wife that if she slept long enough, the effect would be null - she wouldn't get any slack time before school. But she ended up getting out of bed about an hour later than normal.

We brought the van in to have the dash lights repaired. (Wonder where the phrase 'dashboard' came from?) Its a little irritating because this was done about two weeks ago, and when they fixed the one light that was out, two others stopped working. I was able to get one to light up again, but not the other. They may not charge for it, but its still an irritant to have to go in -- especially as it happened on a day when we had to handle the school delay.

On the way back, I stopped in at my general dentist's office to arrange for the temporary dental plate to be made, and learned that my new dental plan, which is the top of what they offered this year, may not cover things that the one last year did. Okay, I do believe that the method of handling health insurance should change, and I do believe that people with the ability to pay more, should, but its a bit of a leap to go from thinking it to actually doing it.

When I got home, the cleaners were here, making it noisy. And my wife's remote wouldn't open her garage door, so I had to tromp through the snow and get the spare key for the front door. It is very weird when other people are in your house and you can't get in! Its also rather uncool that now if you want to know where our spare key is hidden, you just have to follow the footsteps in the snow (g).

I got an email from a woman who writes one of the two blogs I mentioned the other day as having planned to quit. She's a doctor, and she said that one of the reasons she's thinking about quitting the blog is that she does not want to expose too much of her personal life in a medium where patients can see it. There's also the concern that a patient might figure out who she's talking about when she mentions the details of someone she's treated. I was not too surprised by that, but it still bothered me a bit that she felt the need to do that -- it was kind of like 'yeah, I know you need to, and I understand why, but still, this is me, you can trust me'. I have to remember that she doesn't really know me -- just what she sees in emails or comments. And even if she trusts me, that doesn't mean she can trust anyone who can see what she writes.

I'm surprisingly dismayed by the mission specialists 'problem', if I can put it so blandly. I know nothing about her (though I bet Lifetime Movies will make a chick flick about it), but I feel for her. She looked tormented and anguished. All of the people involved there deserve sympathy, I think.

Maybe I should go do some actual work, huh?

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