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, sweetie. I'm OK, I just sort of want to be done and put it all behind me at the moment. With the occasional stop-off to wallow in self-pity and a little chocolate (less sticky than it sounds).