Funk

**This blog post contains gripes that will not leave you feeling happier when you leave than when you got here.

But first- My blog background is really cool. It's green and I LOVE green (and orange, but it's a green holiday so there)

I am not happy with some of the things at work. They bill in lumps that make it so the payments don't get processed as quickly. I have asked questions about billing from other professionals that I go to trainings with and have found out that billings take 2-8 weeks, not the 6 months or that it has been taking, IF you bill at the end of every month, which they don't. I had a client ask me why they got the explanation of benefits with 4 months of billing all at once. Another piece of info that is contrary to what I have been told. This would explain why the end of month paychecks are random and sporadic :(

They have their daughters working the reception in the afternoons. They don't do much and one of them is very rude to the clients. So even though it's not part of my job I end up dong the cleaning of my own office. wouldn't be a problem, if the other areas were getting clean as they were supposed to AND let's be honest here. . .if my paychecks were as regular and balanced as their daughters since I actually do my work and have been soliciting work for the company.

With finances being tight it's been hard to enjoy all the dance competition planning because I can't afford to reserve the hotel rooms while they are cheaper. We don't use credit cards and I don't plan to start.

I have been working hard to figure out how to get on insurance panels so I can do private practice work and do my own billing. I have other clinicians that want to have me come on board and are willing to show me the ropes. That is a positive. It's just hard to do cause there is so much red tape and many of the panels are closed.

I got the dang flu Friday evening and spent my entire weekend in bed suffering from fatigue, congestion, and the hot and cold spells that come with a fever. I missed work on Monday (and have rescheduled or already seen the clients I had scheduled for Monday).

Tuesday morning I went to start my Jeep and got the click, click, click of a dead battery. My sweet daughter cleaned my jeep on Saturday and used the battery to roll windows up and down and power the music she cleaned to. Turns out she never started the Jeep so by Tuesday morning I had no juice left. Oldest gave me a jump (automotive lingo for used jumper cables to charge my battery enough to start my Jeep) and I was on my way.

THAT isn't the worst part. The worst part is I got frustrated with my daughter and didn't even tell her thank you for making the inside of my Jeep look good. I did tell her by text, but that was after she was at school and I was at work and felt like a crappy, ungrateful mother. Yeah, she forgave me. That's not the point.

My boss tells me how much he appreciated me, when I get frustrated about not getting paid, but doesn't show it by consistent actions. On of my coworkers hasn't gotten a raise since they got their license. That is almost 2 years. I don't want to be like that with my children. I want to show them appreciation all the time. Cause if you know my kids, you know they are great. My daughters are home with us and they really do make us proud.

I'm starting to ramble.

Ok, enough of the grumping. I can't remember all the other stuff that was making me grumpy.

Little miss Lady Bug is going to be here in just over 11 weeks.

I am going to start my own practice. I am working on it right now and have much support from outside of my current office. It's a time thing, but I am working on it each week. I'll keep you posted when the big stuff happens.