I fell asleep so early last night...happy after two glasses of wine, but clearly with the events of the day rattling around in my subconscious. I dreamed last night about the recorded statement I took from the claimant, and all the things I did "wrong" all day. It's just as bad as the damn bar exam...geez!
Then, at 8am my phone rang with someone needing information from me in connection with where I took the guy for treatment yesterday and stuff...so, now I'm up. It's gorgeous outside so I guess I should open up the windows and get busy on some cleaning, and possibly hit the gym. I really should go to the driving range since I have that golf tournament on Thursday, but oh well...not sure if I'll make it or not. Sigh. I'm trying not to think about how ugly the whole golf thing is going to be, I hope there's alot of beer.
