Because of dry indoor air in heated locations in winter, dry mucus membranes in the nose are more vulnerable to viruses. Also, more people are indoors in the same spaces sharing the same air in the winter.

In re: Amy's post about liking winter except for all the sick people... why more sick people in winter?

I heard something recently about how it's because people are inside more, but that seems so unlikely to me -- don't most people work [inside] most of the time year-round??

Edit: I will buy flea's additional information.

I hope the actual reading goes more smoothly than the planning for the reading, Allyson.

I completely forgot about a vet appointment yesterday. Oops. Rescheduled to Thursday. And called Comcast to cancel my TV service while I was at it, but it was cheaper to keep the basic cable, but still, net effect = lower bill.

Yesterday I got bitched at for going to urgent care instead of calling the oncology department, and I was told I had to go to the infusion center today so that the oncology doctor could see me, except there weren't any appointments available when the doctor would be there, so she told her nurse to come see me, or at least I was told she did. Either that didn't happen, or the nurse forgot, and then the nurse was too busy to come see me, even after I waited almost half an hour for her.

I feel like calling back and explaining again why I went to urgent care.

Damn good thing you did go to urgent care, that's ridiculous! Are you still waiting?

jeez, Consuela that's ridiculous. Also, ita.

In "I am ridiculous" news, last month I tried sending some money from my bank account (ebillpay) to my mortgage company. It worked, except they randomly put it in the escrow money. Um, OK. It was $100, whatev'. So this month I apparently decided to see if sending them the exact amount from ebillpay would work. ...except I forgot I did that. So I also went "Oh crap, why did I throw away the envelope? Quick, let me mail a mortgage payment on the 5th!" Today I went in to pay other bills and blinked at the 12/1 payment. Um. Good thing I have some reserves in my bank account, I guess!!

I sent the email, saying:

I am sure the two years of delays on this process are not a statement by the agency on my value, but it's certainly beginning to feel that way.

That's nonconfrontational enough, right?

But I didn't cc the Big Boss, just my current supervisor and the one I'm supposed to be hired by. I suspect my supervisor may well send it on to the Big Boss.

I do feel like I've been dicked around, for no good reason.

Are you still waiting?

Only for the nurse to call me, which she said she would. I figure I'll probably have to call her later to remind her.

I would call and remind her, and then scold them all, Perkins.

Does this sound like the kind of quote you'd be happy to get if you wrote this book?

AUTHOR’s sharp, funny, moving novel is a reminder that the most important lessons never take place in a classroom. This is an honest look at the beginning of life without a net, and it rings true on every page.

"I shall dress as a bedraggled bat and go up to each and every customer in your store and beg them to buy the book or else I won't be able to eat. If they're unwilling to buy the book, I'll ask if they any insects on them that I could eat."

Bwah! Laughed out loud.

I guess I underget how much authors have to do on their own to sell books.

Perhaps I am simply a coward, but I swear, the idea of having to market and sell my books my own self was the final proverbial nail in the coffin of my fond dreams of becoming a published writer. I can't do it. It's simply not worth the utter terror I would feel if confronted with the expectation that I would have to go to my own bookreading armed with entertainment for a horde of children.