hell week

i think that is an accurate description of my first week back to work.

partly because it was hella busy catching up on everything, but mostly

because i had to start saying goodbye to my little buddy every morning.

 

 

 

i also had to learn to make the most of our early morning quality time if

i was going to survive an entire work day without bursting into tears.  yep,

that happened a lot during hell week.  like, a lot a lot.

 

 

there were some pretty happy memories made that week, though.

like when this nut flew by the seat of her pants and decided to get 

hitched at the courthouse on a wednesday morning.

 

 

it was so last minute that richard still had to be at work, and marty boy

had to go to daycare so that i could get to work in time for a meeting

as soon as they were pronounced man and wife.

 

 

i'm so happy for sarah and shae.  she found the one, and she is

his lobster.  i love them together, and i know they love being together.

 

 

we also got to spend our first valentine's day with marty.

he didn't fit in the outfit i bought him, and it's not like we

did anything fancy, but a night with my boys was just what

i needed.

 

 

it also helped that we stuck with our longstanding tradition

of devouring a heart-shaped pizza.  over the years, no matter

how valentine's day has turned out, i can at least count on the

one constant of enjoying a heart-shaped pizza.  and that's comforting

for a girl who hates change.  and leaving her baby.  and had a huge

dose of both of those things during that hellish week.