It's about time I wrote an entry, I'd say.
Forgive me father for I have sinned. It's been a reeeeeally long time since my last confession.
I'm sure I've sinned aplenty, but I haven't sinned very interestingly lately, so I'll just talk about generalized shtuff.
Yesterday I got a nice phone call from a colleague and friend who keeps me in the know about our circle of colleagues and the big boss the owns the company I moved to Houston for. She says that he was asking her if I planned to stay here with the new company or return to the fold. She gave him her best guess and basically he told her that I have a job with him and can pretty much choose it. There are 3 hospitals in different cities that I can go to or I can wait until they have grown enough to add me to the corporate management company as originally planned. It makes me feel good to know that I have a job with them when I choose it and they are happy to allow me to stay where I am until either I need a new position, or they are ready to move ahead with the corporate thing. It's the closest thing to security that I can get. Things seem to be working out well. I like this new company quite a bit, but you just can't beat a boss that likes you enough to let you write your own ticket.
I used to want nothing more than to be the corporate consultant for all hospitals in our system, traveling constantly. That is what I was doing before I settled in Houston, but I was on the local payroll and not the corporate payroll and I wanted to be there for boring reasons that I won't inflict on you right now. I find now that I am becoming a homebody and I don't really want to travel like I did before. I am trying to get them to send me to a seminar this spring, but that constant travel is not what I want to do anymore. Funny how you change...
My annual astrological forecast says I will be very interested in home and family this year, so that seems to be checking out pretty accurately so far.
I have been quite the homebody lately. No concerts for a while. Since mid-November, I think. The Foo Fighters will be here on Saturday, but I stand by my conviction that the Foo has been adequately fought.
I am currently all tangled up in the series "Nip Tuck". I usually watch an episode during my dinner hour and the goryness of it makes me do a lot of screaming and carrying on. I hope my neighbors can't hear me. I'm in there screaming "Holy Lord!! ACK!! F@ckin Hell!! AAAUUUGGGHHHH!!" I was eating a cheesy chicken casserole one night recently and they were doing a liposuction. While I was eating my predominantly yellow and somewhat shiny food... they slowly and noisily dumped a big vat of body fat out. AAAAACCCCKKKKK.
Nip Tuck is a very interesting show, but I could do without most of that gore.
My work day is just about over and I am thrilled. We still haven't had the big follow up inspection. ::sigh:: I still need a thing or two from one of the doctors to be absolutely 100% ready. I hope these other department heads are as prepared as I am.
Hope all is well for you, Gentle Reader. :-)
