Sunday

"To me, old age is always 15 years older than I am."
Bernard Baruch

Actually I think it is more like 20.   I haven't written in here for awhile.    I think I have cabin fever or some sort  of restlessness.   I am ready for the leaves to come out and the weather to warm up.     The landscape is so bleak,  in shades of gray and white. 

Work  is a bumer.  There were three pages of the schedule on Friday.   Fridays used to be our slowest day and now is it among the busiest.   Actually they all are busy.   I really am tired of working.   I am planning on decreasing my days down to two a week.  It is a real shame that a person has to work to obtain health insurance.   The government workers get it and I am not only working to pay for theirs but to also pay for mine.   The government workers aren't paying for theirs or mine.   Doesn't seem quite right.

The dtr. was to have symphony rehersal and it was/is freezing rain.   Our elevation here in Pgh is about 1200 feet.   In Johnstown it is about 2800 feet.   So it is about 10 degrees colder there and while it is raining here, it is freezing rain there.   Not work risking ones life over.