I'm sitting here tonight thinking about lots of things... like, the fact that I'm such a whiny baby when I'm sick. Oh, and that I could see my daughter's face in less than a month! I read one rumor today that someone got their TA (travel approval) from the May 2 referral group. Not my agency, yet, that I know of, but someone. Wow. I wonder when I'll get mine.
I go tomorrow to get my own titers done to see what I've been inoculated for. Tuesday I go talk to my Dr. about the trip.
I can't breathe. Ugh. It's all about *me*. Ok... no, it isn't. ;-)
The baby's room isn't done yet. (have you figured out by now that this is a recurring theme?) I'm back to feeling like this is all surreal again. I wonder why. I actually get to see her little picture every day, but I can't wait to hear more. Yet, I'm so stressed right now.
I'm extremely worried about sis and her situation. I know it will work out, but that doesn't mean I don't worry. I know it isn't *my* life and I shouldn't be so worried, but I can't help it. Should, shouldn't... someone used to tell me to stop with the *shoulds*. That I *should* (haha) just live and do what I wanted, and that by living by *shoulds* I was living on guilt or what others wanted for me. True. But, I haven't managed to get away from that...
None of that has to do with Sis... but more how I seem to handle situations sometimes. Like when I'm a whiny baby, and sick. ha.
Did I mention I can't breathe right now? God, I hope I feel better tomorrow. The whiny baby is going to bed soon. Or, at least I *should*!!
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