Felt like I have had the start of tummy flu since Sunday.

Having my big surgery on Tuesday, the first one I have ever had.

I had a day off for my pre-op last week...my boss has been very kind, but thinks it is good to keep me busy and wants me in for ONE AND A HALF DAYS THIS WEEKEND!

Keeping me busy worked for a while...but not now. I want a chai latte. I want to relax and see a friend or two.

And I am worried about everything. The poor doggies here, Baby and Lady and Emerson...and Cosmo, and that stupid airhead who owns Shy Guy and hasn't called more than one vet! I worry about Bri's babies! I worry about the magazine I work at as we are struggling with a couple of designers in the short term since our old one got a great offer from another company. I worry about the ads. (As my boss said, "I'M not panicking...it's ok.)

And I think it sucks to ask me to come in on the weekend. A morning? Maybe. But not 1 1/2 days on a long weekend!

I am sleepy and just want to rest. Is this pre-op stress? IT WON'T HELP TO HAVE ME WORK ON THE WEEKEND!!!!

I an venting and ranting and sorry for everyone who has lost so much here lately...now my batteries need to be recharged...I can't do it any more....

Vent vent vent...I am mad!....

Everything got to me and I just