The howling of the wind

2002-11-07 - 10:53 a.m.

You never realize how great waking up every day at six in the morning is until you start having to wake up at five. This morning I woke up at six and it was wonderful. I have a feeling that Thursday mornings are going to be highly anticipated in the upcoming weeks. The rest of Thursdays, on the other hand, are not quite so cool.

I mean, there are cool bits, but all in all, the clinic is a tad boring to work in. And now I have to work here all day. It used to be that I worked here until noon and then had "project time" the rest of the day. I do miss project time. But the funny thing about being over here is that I keep worrying about my kids. I know they are in good hands, probably better and more experienced hands than my own, but I still worry. I hope nobody tries to OD any of my kids. Maybe I'll be a peds pharmacist someday. I do like what I'm doing now and I enjoy working with kids. And making kids' lives better is even more of a feel-gooder than making adults lives better. In the adult world it's like trying to stave off the inevetible, while in pediatrics its more like being a superhero and restoring order in the world.

When I woke up this morning it was raining. The first rain we've had here in 165 days, give or take a couple. After 165 days of oil accumulation on the roads and a typically light smattering of Sacramento rain, I expected there to be about five million accidents on the way to work this morning, give or take a couple. But I was pleased to find that that wasn't the case. There wasn't a single accident this morning. Can it be that everyone got up a bit early and drove a bit more carefully? Can it be that the residents of the northeast Sacramento suburbs are sane? Come on, we know that's not true! By the time I left for work the smattering had dwindled to a mere mist and by the time I got to work the rain had stopped completely. But the wind has been picking up consistently and looking out the window now I see the trees dancing precariously in the wind. Luckily, the lack of rain has left the ground nice and hard so the trees are unlikely to blow over.