I've got time

I talked with my friend Tara on the phone the other night like at 11 PM. So frickin late I was laying flat on my back on my bed with my legs cranked out unaturally to the side like the crime scene photos? Anyway, these are the hours we are texting and then I finally send the text...CAN YOU CALL? Because one time I just decided to call her in the middle of our texting and she was next to sleeping babies and then I started spitting out uncontrollably a looooong string of swear words and then in a panic I hung up on her. Anyway, now I just ask. It's safer.

Where was I?

Oh...Tara was like...I visited your blog the other day and I was happy because I was like....Mel doesn't have time to blog either. And I said, NOPE. No, I don't. I absolutely do not have time to blog. The only people who get any writing from me currently is college. That's it. And it's not even that exciting. Currently, I'm writing about the vulnerability of new nurses on the floor. Is it our orientation programs? Whoooo cares.

The only reason I'm pumping out a blog post today? Illness. Sick day.

Steve was down. Sophie was down. Now me. The mama.

I wanted to talk a minute about my problem with sick days. You know the days that take me all morning to decide that I can actually call in to tell my boss I'm too sick to come in and the rest of the day to actually get over my overwhelming guilt about it? Those days. I hate sick days.

So while I'm sitting here watching Price Is Right and drowning in my guilt, I thought I'd throw out a blog post....for Tara.

See? I've got time. :)

Love,

Mel