This weekend went by so fast it was sick. Saturday I spent six hours at the mall. Again... SIX HOURS. I walked. I tried on clothes. I walked more. I... whined. In the end I managed to buy a few new outfits and enjoyed some bonding with a coworker. I think I would have bonded MUCH better over some drinks and cheesecake, but ya know. I'm still trying to work out the details of next week. And by 'work out' I mean find out what the hell I'm doing. I don't have a start time. I don't have a location. I don't have shit as far as information. So yeah, I'm a bit on edge. My OB came in today in the usual grumpy Monday mood with an added snarkiness to make the day even more fun. Luckily for me she's in a meeting til at least 11:30am. Then it's showtime. I'm going to have to show her how to do the reports and hope she doesn't bitch at me for my 'get it here' instructions. After all... she WAS the one that taught me everything I know. As if...

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