Bad news bear
So Spencer has leukemia. I've complained about him on here once before. We don't really get along. So when I saw that he wasn't at work on Friday morning I felt pretty good about it. Until I found out he was in the hospital getting tests and then chemo.
Crap. Even though we have our issues with eachother, I still feel really bad for him. He has the most passive kind you can have so he should be okay but he'll be on meds for the rest of his life.
It's weird to feel so much for someone when in general you only feel irritation for them. I think part of this feeling is guilt over being happy that he wasn't at work this weekend. Ugh. Is that screwed up? Anyways he should be back to work sometime next week if things go well.
I had another (milder) freakout last night but I think it's just my pms hormone garbage. Matt was so sweet through the whole thing and stayed up late with me, talked with me, held me and was basically just the best boyfriend ever. Often I don't give him enough credit. He's so perfect for me that I get scared and act like an asshole half the time. But things are good. Really good. ;)
I'm going to take this week to decide how I really feel about my job. Maybe until the end of next week because then I won't be hormonal. But I just feel full of blah or irriation lately when I'm working. And it's definitely not my co-workers or much of anything really. I just feel like I need a change. I've begun to stagnate there. I need to grow. So we'll see what happens. I wouldn't want to start a new job until June anyways because there's a bunch of time off I want to take in the next couple months. ;P
Blah. I wish Matt was home already.
Crap. Even though we have our issues with eachother, I still feel really bad for him. He has the most passive kind you can have so he should be okay but he'll be on meds for the rest of his life.
It's weird to feel so much for someone when in general you only feel irritation for them. I think part of this feeling is guilt over being happy that he wasn't at work this weekend. Ugh. Is that screwed up? Anyways he should be back to work sometime next week if things go well.
I had another (milder) freakout last night but I think it's just my pms hormone garbage. Matt was so sweet through the whole thing and stayed up late with me, talked with me, held me and was basically just the best boyfriend ever. Often I don't give him enough credit. He's so perfect for me that I get scared and act like an asshole half the time. But things are good. Really good. ;)
I'm going to take this week to decide how I really feel about my job. Maybe until the end of next week because then I won't be hormonal. But I just feel full of blah or irriation lately when I'm working. And it's definitely not my co-workers or much of anything really. I just feel like I need a change. I've begun to stagnate there. I need to grow. So we'll see what happens. I wouldn't want to start a new job until June anyways because there's a bunch of time off I want to take in the next couple months. ;P
Blah. I wish Matt was home already.