Oh Spring... Where for Art Thou?

In my best Shakespearean voice, today I must plead, "Spring, O, Spring... Where for art thou?" Or... perhaps the childlike cry... "Come out, Come out... Wherever you are?" since it seems to be doing a hide and seek thing these days.

Yesterday was a glorious 50 degrees, that's 11 C for my Canadian/European readers. My brain only thinks in Fahrenheit, even though I'm from Canada where metric reigns supreme. I was almost finished high school when they changed to metric from imperial measurement so being the rebel I am, I didn't bother to learn. People tell me all the time it's easy to do the conversion, but what can I say? I was never very good at math and I'm too lazy to learn!

But I digress. So yesterday was sunny, warm and an almost perfect early Spring day. Hubby even got the lawn furniture out of the garage and set it up. What happened? This morning it was a freakin' blizzard out there! Alright, so I'm exaggerating just a titch, but somewhere in Ontario it's a blizzard. I'm sure of it!

This morning was my first of 3 days going back to my former job to fill in while the regular secretary (the one who replaced me when I quit in Dec '07) is away on a mission's trip. It totally figures that I had to fight the Toronto rush hour traffic in a snowstorm. I HATE driving in the snow and during that time of day is even worse.

It wasn't accumulating, fortunately, but it was just nasty enough to make it slippery and that is never a good thing with the crazy drivers around here! I did have a giggle though as I saw a guy pulled over by the OPP (Ontario Provincial Police). I was thinking to myself, What did he do? It sure wasn't speeding! He was probably talking on his cell phone and got pulled over for that. Or maybe forgot to put on his seatbelt. (Not that it was ANY of my business in the first place).

It was freaky being back to the old office. It's like I never left on one hand, right down to writing the date on the deposit envelope at the end of the day. I felt like I was in a time warp. As I sealed the envelope I began writing: April 6, 2007... 2007?? Yep... that was the year I left my job and apparently my brain computed the deposit envelope with that year. I do think I freaked out a few patients though. They must have been feeling that time warp thing too. Tomorrow's patient list will find that even more as a lot of tomorrow's patients were ones I knew better than today's.

One thing I totally don't miss about work is the crazy, cranky people. I almost got into a fight this morning with a woman who came looking for records from a family member who has moved to the States. I could not convince this woman, try as I might, that her relative had never had treatment with the doctor. We had NO record of her having any appointments. Sheesh! I think she finally got the hint I wasn't able to help her!

I love how God's timing is always perfect. Going back this week is a beautiful diversion from those first few days of being home without Meg. She will be gone almost a month before I'm in the house by myself all day (Thursday) so this 3 week stint at the office is actually a blessing in disguise. The money will come in handy too!

Well, I'd better hit the hay. I haven 't felt this worn out in I don't know how long!