The news today wasn't what we'd hoped to hear, but I will be okay. I wish I had someone to talk to about it. H doesn't want to talk about it. Maybe I can call my sister.

I just wish this stupid overtime would end, already. I'm just too flippin' tired to do anything much as far as self-care except going for walks. I had to work until 7pm this evening and I start again at 6am tomorrow so not even 12 hours away from it. Meh.

I miss us.