Why must I always end up working an abnormally long shift on the days where I wake up puking my brains out? It's so frustrating.
So now that shift is over, I'm finally home in bed and it is just now that I begin to feel better.
I need to learn how to call out. It's a strange concept to me, I should get acquainted with it though.
I just had a strange moment; I forgot where I was. And then got really confused as to why I wasn't in Bethel or at the Jordan. Was all of it just a dream? It feels so unreal...there's nothing to remind me of it here. And then I have moments where I feel like I never left in the first place. Odd.
Memorial Day weekend will be wonderful! My Momma and some kids are coming to visit...but the best part? I haven't said it out loud yet, for fear that it won't happen...
My bestbestbestest friend is coming home. P. A. S. It's been almost a year I think. So happy. Will be so lovely to see him.
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