Today is the day for everything!
The good: I'm 6 weeks from donation and I feel LOVELY! I feel normal, any soreness feels muscular instead of surgical! WHOOO HOOOO!
The bad: Today I got nervous about turning in my notice next Tuesday, and then having to tell everyone I know in my dept and all of my friends here. 13 years of friends! SCARED!
The ugly: My hemmoroid itches.
I've noticed a pattern---- I set my sights on a goal. I set it up. I talk a good game. I use all my imaginings on how it will go. I throw all of my energy at it. At some point, I realize that *I* am going to participate in The Event (NOT the show! ). BUTTERFLIES! Scaredy Cat Nicki.
Not scared enough to CARE or to NOT do whatever it is, just scared enough to poop a little more often and lay in bed imagining scenarios. You know how much I adore MFVP. He's my favorite person, and I think - no, I KNOW that he will understand, but you know. Just one of "those things".
Know what I love to hear? I love it when people acknowledge the fact that when I/we say we're going to do something, we do it. It's even funner when it's something crazy, something like shaving our heads (and look, he kept it!) or donating a kidney or both of us quitting our full time jobs at the same time. :) Maybe someone else will notice that everything turns out okay no matter what and stop being afraid to take a leap of faith and do something wild that they've been wanting to do? More people than not probably WON'T, in the name of "being responsible". But I'm not normal and I've worn off on Cullen. Screw that- there's not enough time to be stuck doing anything or be stuck with a person, or stay unhappy. Not enough time. JUST DO IT.
Cheers, dears!
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