Weekends need to last about…oh…a week would be good. I never get anywhere near what I want to accomplished. This weekend was worse than usual in that regard. I was tired. I still get tired sometimes, although the periods of feeling normal are getting longer. Of course, goofing off still includes laundry, shopping, cooking. I washed a couple of windows, too. Still, that’s a drop in the bucket compared to what’s needed. For one thing I have to write and address a bunch of shower invitations. I just can’t seem to make myself do it. I should be running out to party stores and picking up all the little touches. I don’t actually know where they keep the party stores, but I hear that they exist from people at work.

Tuesday is Election Day. It’s a “floating holiday” where I work, meaning we’re not closed but you can take it off as long as each unit has coverage. If you don’t, then you get another day sometime before the end of the year.I’d love to take it, but I need every day I can get for various medical appointments.

One day next week I have to get up extra a couple of hours early and go for monthly bloodtests. That, I do before work. They open at 7 am. That kind of makes me tired, too. It’s a fasting test, they take a lot of vials of blood and there’s the getting up at some ungodly hour to make it worse. I was thinking how getting your blood tested had changed in the last decade. It used to be that if a doctor wanted your blood, someone in his office took it and sent it off to the lab. Now everyone shows up before the lab opens and stands in line outside. Then there’s a considerable wait in the crowded waiting room before you get taken. It occurred to me that if you’d described this scene in the fifties, people would have assumed that it was yet another deficiency in the Soviet system. Now it’s the way fully insured Americans do things.