Mounds and mounds (for us) of snow on the ground and I am off to work tonight while Nick stays in his pajamas and plays video games. Boo. I don't understand people who say they like to work, can't imagine "having" to stay home all day and the best one is the claim to keep working even if they win the lottery. Give me a fucking break. Between video games, books, tv, movies and yummy meals I would like the time to cook I would have absolutely no problem staying home indefinitely. Plus, maybe I would finally get organized. We still haven't taken the tree down. Although, I did unplug it last night. Have to start somewhere, right?
Last night I couldn't take it any more and turned the heat up to 72 but back down to 70 before bed. It had been on a frosty 66-68. For those of you who don't know, I went three years without turning my heat on when I lived in Louisville. Only one of those years did I have a space heater. Ah, to be young(er), warm and determined.
Another highlight to my week, I think I might have ringworm. Eek, I know. No idea how in the world I would have contracted this seeing as how I have barely touched a patient in the past week or so thanks to new girl in orientation. My hero, Nick, braved the elements last night and got me some antifungal cream. Still itches like hell. I'll be sure to track the progress.
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