It's been a pretty rough week.
With everything that's been going on with my family and how busy work is, I chose not to go home for the holidays. And bc of that decision, I ended up spending Christmas Day alone. And the day after. And I. Didn't love it.
I had a few people over for Christmas Eve and that was great. Until it ended. I really did not want to be alone but I was.
One of these days I will figure out a way to make more friends in Houston. I have some. But most are the kinds of friends you see every few weeks for drinks or a run or yoga. I have one friend who I spend the most time with and therefore rely on way too often and probably expect too much from...but that's a story for another day.
And then there's the worry while waiting for my test results. Supposedly 3-5 days for the blood work, 10-14 days for the biopsy. But it's the holidays so I'm not holding my breath.
I love my dog more than anything, she's always here for my when I need her.