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November 03, 2006

Vacation or House Arrest

It's sad when part of you looks forward to your surgery and recovery to not have to deal with the bullshit at work.

It's kind of nice not to have to go in each day and pretend to work, pretend to be nice to the dill-weeds (is dill-weeds hyphenated?) in the office. It's nice not to have to get up each morning and iron clothes, straighten my hair, put on make up.

Several naps throughout the day, tons of bad TV, good drugs.

I think I would look forward to recovering more if I could look forward to going to work. Eh, such is life.

Not sure exactly when I'm going back in yet. They aren't really pressuring me on a date. So, I guess until the movies, magazines, blog archives and drugs wear out. Or when my belly is no longer swollen and I can fit in my pants and get into my truck. Ugh! (Note: Drugs and blog archives can be a dangerous mix!)

Posted by Sissy at November 3, 2006 07:07 PM | TrackBack