Fake Dr. Pepper

I got so excited this morning because I went to the cafe to get diet dr. pepper and the machine said they had the sugary stuff (they took away all sugar at our hospital :() So I started pouring that and I only got about 4 ounces before the machine decided it didn't actually have the real stuff. dang you, Intermountain. It has been a hard couple of days with the enormity of waiting around for our future to be decided. It's still two weeks before the application is even due then who knows how long the approval process takes. I'm pretty tired. I think I'd like to curl up on the couch for a week or two and just lie down. I can't do that though, plus my mind won't let me. Or my fit bit. I'm glad it's so motivating, but dang it, some times you just need to let the depression win and give yourself a break. Tonight I plan on watching a movie and eating things that are yummy and easy. like my hillshire farms snacking plate (ie: lunchable for adults) or white cheddar popcorn or potato chips someone brought to my birthday party. Yum. I just need a break before I'm ready to face the world again. I should be working in the back office today, but I'm also avoiding Mycah and Melissa because I'm in a foul mood. I just want to be allowed to do my job. I would like that recognition that I've worked so hard for for the past 6 years. So I sit here at my little cave desk trying to block out the sound of Kim blowing her nose and sniffling every few seconds. Poor thing. And the never ending pounding of construction while they tear things down and hammer other things in. Some day they'll be done with the hospital and maybe we'll all be cured of our headaches. In just 2 short months we move to the new clinic and oh my goodness I am ready for that. By then we'll know a bit more what our future looks like. Scary thought. Okay, I'm done being weak, we got this and we can do anything with Heavenly Father on our side. Thanks for letting me talk it out, dear internet.