Just Another Insane Year

I’ve done the math–in 2023, I have held six jobs, left two, am leaving one at the end of the year but possibly adding another, and one of them rarely calls me in to work. I’ve worked with five documentation platforms (one platform in two different configurations). I’ve been in multiple settings: outpatient hand and upper extremity, outpatient geriatric care, outpatient orthopedic (similar but not the same), skilled nursing, assisted living, independent living, memory care, and home health care (again, all similar but different). I can say–with some certainty–that I still have all my hair, but I’m missing most of my marbles. If found, please take care of them. They like wine and dark chocolate.

Shocker surprise of the day: I sold three books this month–so far and that I know of. These were my older works. Yea! I keep plugging away at my scribblings in hopes that someone will enjoy them. I’ll insert a subtle plea here: please write a review! (See, I can do subtle.)

I’ve got a quickie, thumbs-up book recommendation if you like historical mystery romances. The Bow Street Duchess series is different from others I’ve read. Five of the seven books in the series are out, the other two are due out in January and March of 2024 so I don’t have to wait too long.

That’s all my single remaining brain cell has for today. Later!

T