This morning I woke up and got dressed for the first real inperson interview that I’ve had in six months. As I was pulling on pantyhose I found an engirged tick in my thigh. After getting him out with alcohol I finished getting dressed and made it to my interview.
Upon getting home and inspected the bite, it seems apparent the large red circle where the tick once feasted, is infected.
Upon further research, being infected does not necessarily mean Lyme or any other tick bourn illness, but the bite area must be monitored closely.
Then The Dog lunged for the UPS man, then I found a wasp in the house.
Upon handwriting four thank you notes to my interviewers (sacrificing eight notecards in the process), I addressed the envelopes, (sacrificing six), sealed and stamped the deliveries, and then opened a beer.