The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly

[femkes_follies]

The Good:

My nearly omniscient Secret Pal has struck again, bless her heart. Pictures soon! Except of the truffles, 'cause I sort of ate those. The short version: A lovely shawl pattern and some gorgeous handpainted merino lace yarn to knit it in. And a sachet, and one of those cute little lamb tape measures that I've been lusting after but could never quite justify buying. Faboo, yet again, and again well-timed.



The Bad:
Soooo...... suffice it to say my boss is still managing by "shoot-self-in-foot" theory. She's on the warpath because everybody is mean to her daughter, who is working as a receptionist. And she says heads will roll. *face palm* I predict with confidence that half the staff will quit and the rest will take out their resentment on the daughter. Oi.

The Ugly:
Just so I don't have to repeat all this too many times.... most of you have worked out that I was pregnant. Unfortunately, that didn't last. The rest of that saga will play out over the remainder of the week. I'm physically a little miserable. Mentally.... not really in a happy place either. But que sera, sera. And, as I pointed out to Darling, if there is a Law of Averages for Fate, he ought to get a job this week. I'll spare the gory details and my opinion of the human medical field. Love my OB. Not so too found of the ER - or rather, its procedures that demarcate silliness even when it's not indicated. I'm aware it's a CYA thing, but that doesn't mean I have to like it.

Off to curl up around a heating pad and be a slug between appointments.

Comments

[femkederoas.livejournal.com]

Thanks. Hugs are good. :-) I dread the sorting out of all this physically, but I'd as soon not repeat the last one anyway. On the upside, my OB announced that getting me all the way through a full-term, uncomplicated pregnancy has become his personal goal. My appointment with him this morning was 10% exam, 90% support. So good to have good caregivers.

Hope your move-in is not too traumatic.