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This week I've been cranky. I am working a ton and just, well, getting a little burned out. I hate feeling this way. I am healthy (minus the trip to the doctor this week I am still trying to forget), happy, and surrounded by amazing people who inspire me all the time. Working till 10? Give me a break. It's not so bad.
Sometimes life throws you a big STFU slap-in-the-face, and I am more than okay with that. I'm tired. Big effing deal. My friend has cancer. And is in amazing spirits. His dad and wife are doctors. Somehow I feel like people who are related to doctors are somehow less susceptible. No. My friend had a pain in his leg just like I did for awhile before my back surgeries. It wasn't just sciatica. It was, it is, cancer.
I'm not going to preach about taking time to smell the roses or any of that stuff we already know, but I've been holding on to this photo and post for the last few days, waiting on the right time to post it, and now is the time.
We are so freaking lucky.
And that is what I will think about today. And tomorrow. Work shmirk.
Pia The Pig