conversation at work led to "what are you doing the weekend?" in the operating room. the surgeon was flying down to florida. the circulating nurse was going to the cabin for the weekend. the assistant was going to a writer's workshop with his wife. the doc asked me what i was doing, and i replied, "i'm sewing curtains for my daughter's kitchen." and he stopped his work, he looked straight at me, and asked, "are you nuts? life is too short for sewing curtains." he finally stopped looking at me, and went back to work. it's four years later, and i still haven't sewn the curtains. life apparently IS too short...