Most of life seems to be about waiting.

Today I called my insurance company to see if they’d pay for my sister’s tissue typing or whatever they call it so she can be a stem cell donor for me. Apparently, I have to be admitted to a transplant program first. Well, I can’t expect them to pay for all sorts of expensive tests and procedures without some sort of rules.

And I went in and took an Excel test at the temp agency. I got several questions wrong, mainly because I kept hitting “Next Question” instead of “Repeat Question”. It was one of those test where they simulate the program running, and it doesn’t accept all the things that you’d try. I did well enough. I’ll see how it goes, though.