And we’re down again.
I just learned my surgery is set for December 27th at 7:30 AM. Meaning I have to arrive at 6 am (i HATE mornings). Meaning that we miss our trip to Grand Rapids for New Years. Meaning my parents are going to miss their friends visit to South Carolina at the same time. I can insist but I know they aren’t going to not be here. Meaning that I can’t drink on Christmas.
I know I should be grateful and appreciative that everything is going to be okay. But seriously? You took away my honeymoon and now you’re taking away my New Years too? Wasn’t my boob enough???