I woke up this morning thinking about last year at this time. I was so over the holiday season and was planning the "Christmas 2010 in Australia" fund. It's kind of funny how the year took a 180 from my plans. I had a great deal of patience this holiday season, which is unheard of for me. I think everyone was a little more into the time together. That or I was sufficiently over-served?

I'm going to go ahead and shoot for the 2011 plans. I'm fairly certain I'm done with $300,000 brain tumors *grin*! Florida vacation with Poops in March or April... Boston follow-up in May. If everything goes as planned (in my happy head), I will be meeeting up with cAt in Boston (first stop) and traveling from there!

My happy head is telling me Boston, New York, Maine, New Orleans... and if we're not in jail by then... perhaps a jump to the west coast. If that doesn't happen; we'll have to see Florida - it's only right.

If you just got slammed with bullshit from work...

Would you:

Quit your job and go unpaid?
Stay on board and overbill until you got fired?
Send a pipe bomb to central office?
Drink alcohol at 1050?

*sip* Alcohol wins!!

OK, Poops wants a new kitchen table, and I think that is crazy. Our table is just fine - and not that old. So I said so.

I want a $2,000 pen. Poops thinks that is crazy. She thinks that pen should serve dinner on our new table for $2,000. She said so.

I'm right, right?

I was told today that journaling about "why I think I'm defective" might be good for me.

Um, REALLY???? I never thought I was defective... until I learned I had a fucking tumor claiming ground in the center of my brain (and not even *then* did I think I was "defective").

I think I'm going to return and journal about why I think dum-dum-dumB is defective.

Really - Unfuckingbelievable! Literally sitting here shaking my head!

Charlie started off a barn cat I brought home, MUCH to the surprise of Poops!! Today is his 3rd birthday!! His Dr. and Poops both believe it is more likely his 5th birthday, but I don't care - I'm going by Dot's calendar. Dot is a wonderful soul of 60(ish - not sure of the ish, but at least 60). I met Dot on my main project last year, and she was always a happy face, and a blessing to know. We remained friends and she, in several ways, changed my life. She heats her barn for the kitties who live there - Enough Said!! I fell in love with Mr. Charlie-Cow the first time I saw him. It took me two weeks to get the, "If you want to bring home another cat, just do it..."... SO I DID!!!!!! His name has changed a bit. He sort of tore through the house and made it his pile of scrap... So, Happy Purrday Mr. Charlie-Bratzky-Brown-Cow-Landrum-Delia-Hates-You-G(Man)-Puts-Up-With-You-But-We-LOVE-You-Lokuta!

It's official - I have set my appointment!! I hope this one turns out to be a mirror of the one I had in Vegas. That man put me back together, and never made me feel broken. I'm literally starting to feel like everything I touch ends up hurting in some way. I realize that is not realistic, but I don't know where else to go with the mess in my head. My boss actually asked me if I was in some sort of 'trouble' that I had to 'make up' funerals I was to attend. And the really sad part is, I don't blame him one bit. Last year was full of loss for me, and it appears this year isn't starting off any better. I can see myself losing it, and that is so not me!!

Last night I had the nightmare, but the 'three children' were replaced with Nan, Norma, and one I don't want to name. I'm taking some loving advice and heading to the appointment. So, I'm hoping Mr. Shrink can live up to the name - and wrap me in fixes!

So the Colts are going to the Super Bowl. This is big news for me. Big enough I thought I'd share.

So I got a phone call this morning telling me that the result of my bloodtest was positive and I should make an appointment immediately. I needed to start some something-or-other cocktail... This conversation went on for about 5 minutes before I had the ability to say, "What bloodtest, what was positive"...

Come to find out, Nurse Kay called the WRONG PERSON!!

If ever someone should be fired - I think now would be the time.

Wow!

I'm currently thinking that thinking isn't worth the time invested in the thought process.

Yep, that's what I'm thinking!

I'm destined to not make plans! Time was tight since we went to PA for the holiday. I had planned a day with Nancy, but ended up having to work (yes, while on vacation). I planned an evening with an old friend, but got guilted into taking the 9 and 4 year old home with me for the night. NYE was a bit of a bust... I stayed awake until midnight, but didn't attend the party we had planned to attend. I'm disappointed I didn't get time with Nancy, and I missed an evening with Tiff, but I'm sure I'll plan a trip to see them at some point this year. Back to work Monday, and I think I'm glad!