I'm leaving at noon today. Have the 1:30 appointment at Baylor for the opthamologist. Wonder if I would have time to grub the Thursday tacos at the taco shack with the guys before heading down there?? Hmmmm.....
I feel like an idiot talking to Mess about not feeling good. Jeez.
Mister Wonderful is convinced I'm dying. He was in tears last night and this morning. I feel awful for making him so upset. He wanted to go with me to the doc today, but that isn't going to work out too well. The Real Deal has been insisting on going with me since the appointment was set up. On the one hand, I was irritated that MW didn't even offer to go with me to the CT scan Tuesday, but on the other hand I feel incredibly guilty about letting TRD go with me today.
Man, I can make a mess of a life like nobodys business.
It was a beautiful morning this morning. I sat in the back yard with LabPup and drank my coffee. Surely didn't want to have to go inside and get ready for work.
Still loving my adorable new purse. Just sayin.
I'm going to eat some chinese food after my doctors appointment today.
There are a lot of really good people in this world of ours. I am so lucky to have met so many of them. Even the ones I haven't actually 'met' yet.
I'm going to get some work done. You all have a good day.
Hush! No more about it! We are friends and you talk to me about anything you want anytime you want!
ReplyDeleteJust because I have shit to deal with doesn't mean that your shit (or anyone's shit) is any less important....so there!
And besides .... Hearing about your shit helps me not think about mine...so thanks for that friend :)