Not only is it Monday but I think it's been the longest Monday in the history of the world. I feel like I have been at work for 99.9 hours but I've really only been here for 5 hours and 29 minutes. I have 2 hours and 31 minutes to go and frankly, I'm not sure I'm going to make it through this night with my makeup intact. I'm pretty sure I have already smeared the hell out of it. I have cried not once, not twice but three times so far tonight and it's getting a little annoying. This makes like the 8th time I've cried today and honestly, I have no idea why!
I have a doctor's appointment in the morning for a diabetes checkup so perhaps I should discuss my fluctuating moods with him. In addition to the hot flashes and the night sweats and disappearing cycle and oh my goodness. I'm only 34 years old. I'm pretty sure that's too young for menopause and I've already ruled out being pregnant as a reason for any and all of this. Unless the tests (um... 3 of them) were wrong. I'm pretty sure that since it's been 8 years since I had my youngest and had the whole snip thing done that it was never that but I tested anyways just for my own sanity. Which I find is rapidly dwindling with the ever increasing list of symptoms that seem to have started out of nowhere.
Just writing that paragraph exhausted me.
I saw my sister today. She stopped by while I was getting ready for work to show me her new car. She got into an accident about a month ago and finally, everything with the insurance company is settled so she went and got a new car today and she's tickled about it. It's a really nice car too. She texted me just a few minutes ago to tell me that I needed to eat a hamburger because I was too skinny! (Skinny is not an adjective that I would attribute to myself and I'm almost positive the doctor won't attribute it to me tomorrow either but it made me smile when I read it.)
I'm off tomorrow and next Monday. I don't like having my days split up like that but this may be a good thing. Given my current state of mind, two days in a row could very possibly find me hiding in bed and not leaving my room. What in the world is wrong with me? I've got tears (yet again) and it's getting ridiculous.
I'm going to go stare across the room for awhile since there is nothing happening in here and it's too early to start wrapping up my shift. I don't know what happened to Mr. Ed tonight. He was here earlier but I haven't seen him since he first got here and usually he's hanging out over here on nights that Mary works next door. I'm guessing it's Mary working although I can't really be sure without calling and I don't want to do that because I have nothing to say to her. -sigh-
Could I be any more random?