04 January 2007

Resolutions

Everyone seems to have them. Everyone but me.

I'm just too damn tired for resolutions this year. And it isn't helping to be staggering under mountains of medical debt either.

Yeah. Helmet appointment earlier this week:

7:30 AM - Dr. Craniofacial-Specialist examines Ms. Baby's head for a grand total of 45 seconds and scribbles with a magic marker on the outside of Monsieur Helmet. That'll be $280, please.

8:30 AM - Helmet-fabrication-people spend a grand total of 10 minutes following the magic-marker directions and sanding off some of Monsieur Helmet's foam liner. That'll be $100, please.

Fuckin'. A.

I know, I know. It could be worse. It could be way worse. And it fact, things looked up shortly after we arrived home:

9:30 AM - I check my paystub online. My last paycheck included a $400 Christmas/End-of-Year bonus from Fabulous Private University. Which is great, since it covers the medical bills for this week. And leaves me 20 bucks for expensive coffees. Woo-hoo.

But I hate debt. I really, really, really hate it. And those payments? Well, the one to the Helmet-fab-folk was one of 4 or 5 more. And the one to Doc Cranio was just a drop in the frikkin' bucket.

Guess 'get out of debt' won't be on my list of resolutions....

And neither will much else.

Certainly, no writing goals. The brain only erratically accesses its creativity centers when it operates on Virtually No Sleep for months at a time. There is no foreseeable end in sight for that situation, so writing can just kiss off for a while.

I'd love to spend more time with The Husband - yanno, just the two-of-us-and-no-kids? - but again, that's unlikely to be possible for many moons.

I'd also love to read a couple of books I've been meaning to well, start. But by the time both kids are in bed, all I want to do is crash myself. No end in sight there either.

Yeah. I guess all I really want to achieve in the coming year is a good night's sleep. Hah! Wish me luck.

2 comments:

Queen K said...

Good Luck!!! I hope that silly baby gets her wee self together and starts freaking sleeping soon! And I hope those evil specialists get their karmic comeuppance for charging such an unreasonable amount.

Bethanie said...

Me too! And I hope the insurance company stiffs who decided skull deformities are "cosmetic" go straight to hell when they die.

Er, I mean, get their karmic comeuppance...

Yeah... that's it... that's what I meant...