I'm Getting Old - Part 24

My knees sound horrible these days. I'm starting to think I complain too much about health ailments. First, cracked heels (which are fine now, by the way), heartburn, and now my knees. My knees have been shot for a long time. Both of my knees and both of my shoulder joints make a wonderful grinding noise. I have had knee issues since I was a teenager. I was told that I'd have chronic tendonitis in both knees my entire life. They never bothered me that much, so I'd just take some ibuprofen when they ached, and I'd be fine. As of late, I've been having to take ibuprofen several times a week. Something 'gave' in my knee a month or so ago. So, I decided I'd have them looked at.

The problem with living in BFE is that we have crappy doctors here. Okay, so they're not all crappy, but the orthopedic surgeon that we currently have is. I had seen a previous ortho guy about my shoulders, but he felt that they could wait. I still think they can wait, as they don't hurt (which is why he didn't advocate surgery). I don't think my knees can wait any longer. Which means an out of town appointment. I figured if I was going to go to a major medical clinic several hours away, I might as well have everything checked out. So, they take 2-4 days to do a complete physical, due to scheduling and tests.

So, now hotel room is booked and I'm picking up a rental car. Yeah, the cost of the hotel room and the rental car (hotel is $110/night, and the rental car is $25/day) for four days isn't going to be all that cheap, but I can deal. It's not like I'm poor or anything. So, getting the whole lube/oil/filter thing. We'll see if I need surgery. Probably do. Joy. At least the hotel has free wireless internet. And a continental breakfast. And milk and cookies at bedtime. And wine and cheese in the evening.

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I was talking with a coworker of my spouse at lunch a few days ago. He asked me if I'm still liking my new job. I replied in the affirmative. He said that I looked much happier these days. I think I am. I didn't realize how toxic things were. I considered myself a happy person. I did my best not to bring my work home with me. I ranted here about the worst parts of it. I liked the work. I just didn't like some of the attitudes. My current place has some issues from time to time, but what workplace doesn't? And it's taken this long for the first issue to crop up. I like my job. I like the respect I get. What more can a girl ask for? Well, more money, but that will happen eventually.

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How sad is it that I like this silly blanket thing that my mom got me for Christmas? It's almost like a muu-muu.
One of my online friends called it his wife's "'no' outfit". I love that.

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I got asked (i.e. suckered) into directing the children's choir at church. I hope I do a good job with it. The woman who has been directing them just feels like she's overextended and asked to step down. She was going to stay on until I felt comfortable, then I would take over. I figured it would be easier for the children to transition that way. I would be fully in charge by the first of April, as the director wasn't going to be there then, and the kids would be performing. Okay, I figured all of that would work well. I get an email from her a couple of days ago. Her husband is getting promoted and the ceremony is out of town (military). It's a week from now. The kids are performing. I don't know their songs and one has so many words that they're tripping over their own tongues. This could be bad. Oh well. I can only do what I can do.

I really hope I enjoy the kids. I think this may be a good fit for me. If not, I haven't lost anything. If anything, I'll get to know some of these kids a little better. That can't be a bad thing. If I do well, hopefully the kids will have good memories of church and singing, like I did when I was younger. I still remember my youth choir director from my old church. I saw her when I was visiting home at Thanksgiving. She still remembered me, even though she hasn't seen me for 12 years, roughly. I had a great time in youth choir with her. I want my 'kids' to feel the same way.

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So, I guess that's it for the moment. My plans for the evening are to eat some crab legs, and possibly watch some TV. Maybe the movie Groundhog Day is in order on this February 2nd.