I haven't posted on a while... I'm in kind of a funk. Bekah found out earlier this week that she had relapsed. We finished treatment about the same time this year... we're about the same age, she's more of a health fanatic than I am though... so you would just think, I would be the one... but nope! So it's kinda slowly wearing on me. Bekah, I haven't called you yet because I don't know what to say, and I dunno, I just don't want to bother you in this crazy time. But I will call you soon. You're always welcome to call me to talk in the meantime! So yeah, that's part of my funk...
My other funk... is work. I had a lot of fun busy-ness last week. This week was menial stuff, which is fine, but I felt like I was training the world and it was keeping me from doing what I needed to do. And then some of the people have just been wearing on me. Too much drama. Too much crap. Too many cliques. And by the time I get into work at 10, everyone is all settled, so it's kinda awkward. And someone that I usually think is really awesome and nice and all that fun stuff, tried to make a joke/comment about me "strolling in at 10" every morning.... and it just really got me mad because then I started thinking that other people probably say shit like that behind my back... and well I just got really annoyed! I think people think I get paid like a full timer but really the company pays me like a part timer and my disability insurance (that everyone at the company has!) pays the rest. So I feel like I'm supposed to defend myself, explain myself, prove myself... and I just don't feel like it. And then there is this cute entry level girl that I'm working with and I think she's scared of me! And I don't know how to make her unscared! I'm really nice and just trying to make sure she understands stuff and does things are efficient as possible... but I think it's backfiring and making her think I'm scary! Ugh. Tomorrow is Friday, and I'm really looking forward to it. I feel better now that I've vented, but the week has really worn on me. I was starting to feel fevery tonight when I got home... bleh. I'm off to bed.
I promise to post more soon. And please think happy thoughts for Bekah who will be heading to transplant soon (I'm assuming) and Morgan who's already fighting the transplant yuckies for the second time!