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About Meet Crystal, a 30-something D-list blogger who likes to write, take pictures, and is training to run a half-marathon in Vegas in 2010. She also enjoys Greek yogurt, blueberry muffins, her husband Eddie, and her brood of animals.

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I think that I’ve lost my running mojo.

I think that I’ve lost my running mojo.

January 14, 2010 4 Comments

I think that I’ve lost my running mojo. This displeases me greatly. I haven’t been out running at all this week, and I can’t pinpoint exactly why.

For one thing, it’s been shitty weather. It’s cold, it’s gray, it’s just not pleasant. I don’t want to be outside when it’s like this. Cloudy, overcast skies make me want to do nothing more than just burrow under the blankets and not do anything until I absolutely need to get out of the bed. I have to force myself to go upstairs to shower, let alone get my ass in gear enough to use the treadmill.

Another problem is that I don’t have any goals at the moment. Sure, I’ve got the BIG GOAL, the trip to Las Vegas and the ginormous race out there, meeting people I’ve become friends with online. However, that payoff is a year away. I need short-term goals, and at this point, I just don’t have any, nor do I even know what to set as a goal in the first place. I don’t know if I want to reward myself for meeting a goal, even if I could figure out what to set.

It’s annoying as hell.

Tomorrow morning, Eddie will be waking me up before he leaves. He usually does this on the days when I need to go into work earlier than usual because it makes me less likely to go back into a 90-minute coma. I can’t decide if I’m going to go out running immediately after he leaves, or if I’ll get up earlier than his departure time and just have him drop me off a few miles up the road so that I can run home. Saturday morning we’ll be running before we head out to Providence pay a visit to the guys at Rockstar. Sunday, we plan out some goals for me.

And then Monday I start all this shit over again.

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Delurk!

Delurk!

January 14, 2010 6 Comments

It looks like it’s National Delurker Day, so if you read me and don’t comment, then leave a comment, mmmk? I mean, how am I supposed to know who the hell you people are if you don’t let me know that you’re here?

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Happy Tuesday? Or not.

January 12, 2010 No Comments

Some days I just want to crawl under the covers and not do anything. The bed is warm, it’s cozy, I’ve usually got a cat or two sharing the bed with me… there’s really nothing better, in my opinion. Today was one of those days, but I had to get up and go to work. Not fun, because so far this week has sucked. And it’s only Tuesday.

Yesterday was insane; people kept coming in and wanting to wait, or were coming in and having no idea why their insurance wasn’t working. I had one patient who got snarky at me because his insurance screwed something up with his account. I explained it to him twice, and explained that Supertech was working with the insurance company to try and resolve it but that we had no idea how long it would take to fix it. What does he do? He walks to the other end of the pharmacy to ask Supertech what was wrong with his insurance. At that point, she told him almost word for word the exact same thing that I’d just told him.

We’re starting to save up for the trip to Las Vegas in December. We’re hoping that we’ll get a decent tax refund this year, and if it’s big enough we’ll finance the trip with that. I’d prefer to do it that way, since we absolutely suck at trying to stick to a budget. Unfortunately, neither of us has received our W-2 forms and Eddie can’t find a year-end pay stub, so we can’t even get started filing our taxes yet, and can’t even begin to estimate what to expect as a refund.

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January can just suck it.

January can just suck it.

January 04, 2010 2 Comments

I hate the beginning of the year. It’s pretty much a 50/50 shot when we process a patient’s prescription whether or not their insurance will work.

Why?

Because people seem to think that there’s some magical database, hidden beneath our counters in the pharmacy, dutifully maintained by pixies and sparkley beings that has all of every patient’s information in it. This magical database is probably some ancient, leather-bound tome that we stole from Hogwarts, that smells like Adderall and Vicodin and sweet, sweet Xanax, and holds the answers to their every pharmacy query, the answers magically appearing on the parchment as soon as their question escapes their mouths.

“What’s my copay on these 7 scripts?”

“What’s my deductible?”

“I have a deductible???”

“I have to pay for this?”

“Yes, I have new insurance, you didn’t know this? Do you need to see the card?”

Lord love a baby duck, people. This is shit that the insurance companies want you to know. In fact, I’m willing to bet that they sent you a ginormous envelope at some point in December, and it was just chock-full of the answers to these questions (and more!).

I’m also willing to bet that you used it to line your bird’s cage, without bothering to open and read the contents.

Current Mood: pissed off

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