Again, I ponder the purchase of a little dinger. I managed to remember breakfast today, but 100 calories worth of fat-free yogurt doesn't take you far. I spent hours ignoring hunger pangs before I glanced at the clock and realized it was 1:30 and that it was okay to eat again.

So, yesterday was the big annual physical. Bleah.

For those concerned (or just too lazy to skim past this bit), I have no health issues. The worst thing my doctor could come up with was that I need to lower my "bad" cholesterol by 2 points. And my overall cholesterol by 15. Aside from that, I'm pretty darned healthy. That, of course, didn't stop her from giving me an EKG (should never have mentioned those occasional bouts of "faintness") or scheduling me for a follow-up thyroid ultrasound and a chest x-ray.

Before I forget, I was glad to hear that the blood tests showed that my thyroid hormone level is a little low. Although I didn't remember until the Doc mentioned it, the aforementioned "faintness" is precisely what I experienced back in the late 90s that inspired me have some blood work done and the low thyroid issue diagnosed. So, the "faintness" that I've been experiencing for the last couple of months (and that was bothering me a bit more than I'm admitting) is 95% likely to be connected with my need for more meds.*

In other news, Bernie emailed this morning and asked how far along I am on his project. I wrote back, reminding him that his last communiqué asked me to wait until we talked more before I got started. (Reason #1 why He Used To Make Me Crazy--he never remembered what he told me to do and then got aggravated when I did it.)

FWIW, he also emailed by copying my last email to him--so I know he received news of my (increased) hourly rate, but he didn't say anything about it. (Reason #2 why He Used To Make Me Crazy --he's perfectly capable of arguing about my hourly rate--and/or the hours the job takes me--after the fact, when I'm wanting to be paid.)

And, in typical Bernie fashion, he dropped into the conversation the info that my 'contact' on this project actually lives in another country and I need a microphone and an internet-based calling program in order to communicate with this person (Reason #3 why He Used To Make Me Crazy--the strange assortment of freelancers he's accumulated to do the ongoing work he's too cheap to hire an employee for.) as I work with the guy to decide how to revamp the website--something that was not in his original request or factored into my bid. (Reason #4 why He Used To Make Me Crazy--project creep.)

Sigh. Not only do I have to put in four hours Saturday morning for both 'Nut and Gidget Co jobs, but now I need to plan 10-15 hours a week for the next couple of weeks for Bernie Stuff. That's another vacation day down the tubes, because I'm going to have to take Monday off to get through it all on a timely basis.

I wouldn't have to use up my vacation time if I just worked in the evenings, but it seems unlikely that that will happen.

Or, you know, I could work during the weekdays, instead of blogging.

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* I suspect that many of you have long thought I needed my meds adjusted. Heh.