Thursday, August 21, 2014
I am totally exhausted. Today has been BRUTAL.
They finally told me I could go ahead and post the state Medicaid. That's about $200,000 posting from a detail in VERY tiny print. I got half of it posted while the boss kept coming to my desk: This is wrong. This is wrong. This is wrong. Meantime my coworkers kept interrupting me with endless questions. My immediate deskmate asked me how to do a process. Every step I'd tell her how to do it and she'd say, "Oh, I'm not going to do that." Fine, then why did you ask? I ate while posting and had to force myself to stand up every so often or I'd have sat at my desk the entire shift. I am seriously dead.
Thank God I have leftover Chinese takeout at home. I decided to treat myself to some last night. There's a restaurant near me that knows me. Their delivery man is rather elderly and barely speaks English, but he's terrific. When I have a delivery coming I have the door unlocked. He knows I'm on a walker so he'll call out, let himself in, put the food in the kitchen and bring me the ticket to sign. He gets an extra tip. Plus, this place always gives me an extra freebie with each order. It's usually won ton soup or veggie chow mein, which are both great. But last night it was actually an order of crab stars! Okay, the potstickers went into the fridge. Crab stars don't reheat well, so I ate them last night.
Tomorrow is the picnic. Oh, well, it's a free lunch. But watching everyone else have fun won't be a great time. I might take a book. And at least I'll be home early.
In my last blog entry I made a reference to Crabby Appleton. The fact that nobody got it tells me I'm the oldest one here (sigh...). When I was a kid there was a TV cartoon show called Tom Terrific. The villain was named Crabby Appleton because, as he would proudly tell you, "I'm rotten to the core."
Ready for the weekend. I mean seriously ready.
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
Further to my recent blog about my cookbooks: I recently got the Culinary Institute of America's home baking book. There was a recipe for rye rolls with cheddar and onions. Amazingly, the book made it all the way to print without giving the oven temperature! I emailed them and almost immediately got a reply. The woman who answered not only gave me the temperature but a few hints to improve on the printed recipe (!). So now, I'm debating whether to print out the email and use it as a bookmark or to make myself hand-write the changes in the book to get used to actually USING my books.
My mood hasn't been great lately. We're having the company picnic on Friday. Why is that bad? Because we're having it at a park we went to three years ago. The picnic area is down a very steep hill I can't climb up or down, so I'll get to sit at a picnic table while the others have fun (just what happened last time). Also, we're having an ongoing issue with state Medicaid payments arriving scrambled (two weeks' worth now) and one other government payer, to the tune of a quarter-million dollars floating in la-la land right now. I've asked my boss to let me post it manually and not wait for the electronic files to be straightened out (I do have the details, so I could do it). She keeps saying wait, there's plenty of time until month end. Month end is a week from Friday, and I know from past history that on Wednesday or Thursday she'll start chewing my leg about why it isn't done yet! Well, I've got her emails telling me to wait. I would just love to get that money posted. We keep hearing about how our A/R is too high and our time in A/R per claim is too high. Well, if we've got $250,000 in payments that aren't posted, that's something that kind of happens. right?
But on the up-side, she DID approve my vacation request, so I'll have Labor Day week off. It works on a lot of levels. My carpool buddy's sister is having a baby that week, so it'll be good for both of us to have me off then (I also knitted a blankie for her).
Almost dinner time. I'm just feeling like Crabby Appleton right now (and if you're old enough to get the reference, you're as old as I am. Which is not good.)
Sunday, August 17, 2014
It's Sunday evening, and it's HOT here. Dreading tomorrow morning. The boss is back from vacation, and she'll find something to be ticked off at me for. I've also applied to take all of Labor Day week as a vacation, and past history tells me she'll refuse even though I have the time on the books. She HATES giving us more than two or three days at a time.
I got the kitchen counters (mostly) clean today, which is good news and bad news. I'm glad to have them back, and it will make cooking much easier. But there were a couple of down-sides. First of all, I just bought a new bottle of salad oil and THEN found out I had an almost-full bottle I couldn't see behind the clutter. Oh well, it doesn't spoil and I'll use it eventually. Also, at least one and possibly two of my knives fell into the space between the counter and the fridge. Hopefully a friend with a skinny arm can get them out for me. I also got all of the dishes cleaned and put away (or clean and drying in the drainer).
It's hot and I'm steaming. I'm actually looking forward to winter right now. I say every summer that I won't complain about the cold in the winter, and every winter I say I won't complain about the heat next summer. And every time I lie.
Steak, baked potato and corn for dinner tonight. Trying to boost my mood for tomorrow.
Thursday, August 14, 2014
For one brief, glorious nanosecond this afternoon I thought it was Friday. Then I remembered. Ooof.
I saw a cute item on Facebook last night: Your life is the last movie you saw. What's happening? Well, the last movie I saw was The Hundred Foot Journey. That means that either I'm going to be a great chef or that there's a handsome gentleman from India in my future. Or that I'm Helen Mirren, which would be totally awesome.
I got two gorgeous new cookbooks this week: My Italian Kitchen by Luca Manfe (last year's Masterchef winner) and Baking At Home With the Culinary Institute of America. By now you've no doubt deduced that I collect cookbooks. The problem I'm having is that I'm treating them like collectors' items and not USING them, trying to keep the bindings unbroken and the pages pristine. I have a nagging feeling I'm going about this all wrong.
Oven-fried chicken and baked potato for dinner tonight. At least tomorrow will actually be Friday!
Wednesday, August 13, 2014
My computer finally got upgraded today. Funny, my co-workers all said the IT guy is an ogre to work with. I had no trouble with him. The upgrade went very smoothly. There's only one thing that bothers me. Instead of an hourglass for a timer, I used to have a little running dinosaur. My dinosaur is gone. Bummer! Oh well, it's still on my home computer.
I have a very special memory of Robin Williams. I actually found out I was pregnant with my son while watching Mork and Mindy. I suspected but had a negative test that morning. The episode involved a kidnapped baby and left me absolutely SOBBING. I told my then-husband, "I don't care if that stupid rabbit is up and doing the tango, if I'm crying over Mork and Mindy I'm darned well pregnant!"
Going to have some of my leftover meatloaf for dinner. I was pleased with it. I don't usually add Italian sausage to it (I had some that needed using up), but maybe I should make it a regular. It was really good.
Just two more days...
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