I got nothin'

  I think I've got the "meh" when it comes to the blog.  I've tried to start a post like, three times, without a clue as to what to say.  I was hoping to be able to visit Texas again, either this month or next, but Sis has bigger fish to fry just now.  Just as well, I haven't made much progress on Miss A's halter top. The weekend saw me working on the EZ 100th Anniversary Pi - half circle Camping shawl.  I think I got five rows done.  I just don't know if it is something my nephew's wife would appreciate.
  I am hanging in there in my new position (I think), with lots of time working in the billing program -- something I rarely used before.  The super would like me to work up some mini-tutorials for our monthly meetings, but I'm leaning more toward discussion of the out of the ordinary reports with an eye to figuring out how to code them.  I've seen that the 2017 ICD10 CM will have codes for the GIST specimens.  That's good.  The coders have come to the conclusion that all the pathologists must have attended the same seminar on Obfuscation as a Means to Keep From Having to Make an Actual Diagnosis.  And we still have the ever-popular clinical "indications" that bear no relation to the specimens submitted, like facial itching as the clinical info for a urine specimen.  O-o-o-o kay......
  Our parking lot (at work, not at home) is being repaved, as in scraped down to the dirt, steam-rollered, and rebuilt from the ground up.  The building management has given us a lot down the street, with shuttle service to & from, but the lot's gravel and goodness knows whether there's handicap parking near the shuttle stop.  So the Plaidman gets up early every day to ride to work with me, then take the car home & come back later to pick me up.  It's pretty odd for me to have someone else in the car while I'm driving to work.  I've asked him to do the evening driving, as my eyes are really tired by then.  I also asked him if he could see the bumper of the car in front of us.  He pulls up so close at the lights or just in heavy traffic!  I asked him if he really trusted the brakes on the car behind ours; if not, could he please stop a little further back.  He mostly remembered to do that tonight, but I doubt it'll become a habit.  Old dog can't learn new tricks.