I had two dinners tonight.

My mom called and asked if I wanted to come for dinner, she had made extra and said I could have it. I had planned to work late as there was stuff I wanted to get done and I knew Chad wasn’t coming home until later to so at first I declinded. Then I realized that I probably could fit in everything so thats what I did.

I finished what I could then left at 5 to go eat dinner at Moms, then I headed home and made a late dinner for Chad and I. Just a simple home made Pesto Pasta. I can’t eat anything tomorrow so I might as well stuff myself today. It is Fat Tuesday after all!

I began to stress out this morning because of all I had to do at work today. I had to train my supervisor, which you would think is backwards because she should know all the procedures that I do, but at the time she came into the company there was a lot of other things she had to take over and never got the chance to learn all the stuff I do. That and I’ve never been away for more then a week so she hasn’t had to take over so much of my job. Today was productive though which was really good and she ended up helping me out a lot.

The Boss then pulled me aside and told me not to stress out about stuff and that if I didn’t get everything done today it wasn’t the end of the world. She told me to relax and to do what I needed for myself. She said if there was anything I wanted to work on at home to make up some hours I could, as well I could pick up some Saturday shifts if I wanted to. She gave me a hug when I left and actually started to tear up. Its cute that she thinks of us girls as her daughters and worries about us. Everyone was in a very loving mood today. I guess you realize how much someone means to you when all of a sudden they are about to go through something serious and won’t be around for a while. It definitely made me feel special.

I’ve been surprisingly positive today. It seems that everyone around me is more worried about this whole thing I am. Everyone keeps wishing me good luck and telling me everything is going to be ok. I think a part of me is actually looking forward to the experience. I know that sounds weird, but because I know things will be ok and its not the most serious of surgeries I can focus on other things. Experiences help you grow as a person and make you wiser so I just look at this as something to go through in life. Chad thinks I’m just putting on my tough girl face,  and I know that I partially am, but I really am not as sacred as I thought I would be. Maybe tomorrow morning will be another story.

But I’m not going to lie, I am looking forward to having an excuse to stay home and relax.

I’ll be heading to the hospital tomorrow at lunch so I will post before I leave.