My husband called me after his visit to the burn clinic today to tell me that they're going to go ahead and do some skin grafts after all. *sigh* I understand that this will help him heal faster...doesn't make it any more fun to deal with. He's going in Thursday. He's been told he'll be in one to three to five days...depending how much they have to do.

I have to work Thursday. It's end of month and I work in a sales department so that means massive invoicing. It's also the day we're having a company wide inventory. Plus hubby and I had talked about how it would be better for me to be occupied at work than to sit in the waiting room and worry. Besides-he's going to be pretty doped up afterwards.

Plus Friday my mom and step-dad (whom I've never met) are arriving for a visit. Now all of the plans we had made need to be revamped. And to top it off, my 'change oil' light came on in my car on the way home. So...if everyone will excuse me, I'm going to pitch a hissy fit for just a moment to get it out of my system:

*STOMPING AROUND* :boxem: :gunem-dow :up-yours: :angry-fla :hit-boss:

OK...I feel a little better.

My logical side keeps saying that 'change is inevitable, struggle is an option'. My emotions have told my logical side to stuff it! LOL