I've been working really hard lately on staying positive. If I have another week like I did last week, I'm not sure that's going to be possible, but I'm trying. My mother would say that I'm very trying, but we're going to ignore that for right now.
My weekend at home was good, but too short. It was strange not having Frank there (I had a few good cries) and I really hate having to work; it's nice to see my friends from there and to get some money, but since it's at night and I have to sleep so much I really don't get to see my family which bums me out. But Mom was super nice and cooked and baked and did my laundry and let me sleep and vent, so right now, I'm pretty at peace. Exhausted from doing rounds and being on call, but peaceful. Well, at least until I think about all the reading I didn't do tonight when I was on call because I was at the staff meeting eating pie for over an hour and a half. I guess that just means that I will have to get up tomorrow morning and actually do work, instead of sleeping until noon, huh?
With that said, and the fact that my eyes won't stay open any longer, it's time for bed.
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