this week

So.  This week is just going to be fabulous…  She said with sarcasm.

I don’t do well with change.  It’s very difficult.  Add to that – I’m premenstrual, and I have serious PMS symptoms (trust me, you want to give your sympathies to my husband.)  And the next two weeks is ALL ABOUT CHANGE.

I burst into tears on the way to work for no reason whatsoever.  Oh yeah.  This is gonna be good.

Today is my last day alone in the office.  The rest of the two weeks will be training my replacement.  Which isn’t anxiety inducing AT ALL.

My mother decided to get all passive aggressive on me about us not being here for Christmas.  My punishment?  Thanksgiving is ALL ME, baby.  All cooking, etc.  Mind you this is the same woman who can’t stand my turkey, potatoes, or yams.  Therefore, dinner should be really really pleasant.

I’m just this little ball of stress and anxiety right now.  I’m doing the right thing – but getting there is oh so hard for me.

As a total aside – the old people give the very best candy.