I missed New Year's Day somehow. I wasn't drunk or hung over. I just seemed too busy to really take much notice. I did manage to see the new year in, though. I went to bed around 9:30 p.m. but woke up at 11:59 p.m. (quite by accident) and watched as the clock on my HD/Digital TV box changed to 12:00 a.m. I even waited an extra second (leap second) just in case the cable company didn't. Then I went back to sleep. No drink(s). No party. No outward celebration except to notice it was lightly snowing. A very nice way to start a new year.
Monday is fast approaching. I'll be glad when it's over. I dread the possibility that they'll have to stick all kinds of needles into my nose to do the biopsy or remove some of it making reconstructive surgery likely. I can't wait for it to be over with. Living every day not knowing if the cancer is going to spread somewhere else isn't easy. I never thought it would be, but it's more difficult than I had imagined. Now I know. I can truly empathize now with so many people I know (and don't know) all around the world.
It's 5:00 a.m. Time to get ready for work. It'll be a long, boring day. Well, it will be if I keep telling myself that it will. Time for some self-motivation. Now. Do it. Ok. It's going to be a productive and fulfilling day at work today. There. I'm set. What about you?