Posted September 8th, 2003 by Michelle

I worked at my restaurant today, one down, four more to go. Right after work I cycled to my new personal trainer, who is beautiful, thoughtful, alert, sweet, and smart. I can’t afford her, even though she is comparitively dirt cheap, but I feel like I can’t afford not to hire her. She will be all good in my life. Straight from there I headed back into the city to have my first meeting with the folks at my new job. My schedule is set, and is sweet, and I’m also working the opening next week. The week after that, I’m off to California.

Tomorrow morning I get to have wee cameras put in a place where the sun really ought not to shine. It is not going to tickle. But at least it will be done, and I’ll know if I have to have surgery, and I should also know tomorrow if the Peace Corps is even an option in my life.

Speaking of Peace Corps, I got the rare pleasure of meeting Jill, a blog reader from D.C. She was in the Corps and inspired me to apply in the first place, and answered all my questions since my application process began. I should be so lucky to find such good people by writing this blog.

Why does general anasthesia have to be so dangerous? Why come? Why can’t they just put me out tomorrow and wake me up long after the ugliness is over?

Sigh.

In better news, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DAD!!!!!