It's 5:30 in the morning and I couldn't come up with anything more creative than that.
Sorry I've been MIA the last week or so. I was swamped at work and now I'm working nights for about a week. After this is over, I'll be getting my surgery and recovering! I just wish the surgery was over and done with. I've been here at work for 9 1/2 hours and my back hurts so bad that parts of it have gone numb.
Ick, I'm whining. I'm sorry. Changing the subject.
My first night shift (on Friday night) was a little bit rough, eating-wise. Let's just say the shift ended with a drive through the Burger King breakfast line. I had the weekend off and at way too much, but tonight has gone much better and I'm feeling A-OK. I asked another gal who's working nights with me what she does to keep her eating under control and she gave me some advice, so I think I've got it down.
Belle--Honey, I'm so sorry to hear about Barney. I can tell you that it will get easier, but SLOWLY. I lost Violet, my guinea pig in November and sometimes I'll still just sit and cry. It's like piece of you dies and you'll never have that back. It's hard, but it really does get easier. You did the right thing, and Barney knows that, Belle. Please don't feel guilty.