Miscellaneous

The first hurdle in applying for federal positions is being deemed "minimally qualified," in order to progress to the next round -- all very reality-show-ish, if you ask me.  Anyway, last night I was delighted to learn from the federal agency to which I'd applied that I am, in fact, minimally qualified for all three pay grades of a particular position.   Whee!

To change topics, if there's a lesson to be learned from my pregnancy/childbirth complications from last year, it's that if I go to a specialist, he or she is bound to find something wrong with me.  Recently, I sent a client to physical therapy, and he had such a rave review that my physician agreed it could help with headaches.  Yesterday I went to my first appointment, and thought it kind of interesting.  There was the determination that one leg is shorter than the other (Matthew says this is chiropractic-like hogwash, but I have noticed one knee is higher than the other) and also that my posture sucks.  Well, I knew my posture sucks, so I'm OK with working on that.  The PT seemed to think that if I improve my posture, eschew sitting on my couch, stop crossing my legs, and hold my head perfectly upright, almost all of my headaches will vanish.  Heck, I'll give it a shot.

Peach started daycare full time this week, and it's been strange not having her around -- but also a good thing for my sanity.  I have blocks of time to finish projects, and even though I'm not getting any more sleep than I did last week, I feel much more rested, calm, and infinitely less frantic. She's having fun, learning new things, and socializing with other babies, and I'm crazy excited to see her at the end of the day. 

We have no big plans for the long weekend, but I'm dying to get out and work in my overgrown and much-neglected garden while the (relative) good weather lasts.  Kind sad to be this excited about the low-mid 50s and sun, but I'll take what I can get.