My Name Is Stress....

I've had a stressful past few days. Some loose ends that were tied neatly have unraveled, but they will get worked out. I had a going-away lunch with my co-workers today. It was for me and another girl, and also for this month's birthdays. It was lots of fun, but now it's really real that I'm going to clock out one day and not come back, possibly ever. I really have no idea what I'm going to do when I'm done with PC. I absolutely LOVE where I work and the work I do there, but it is hard to be 26 and single in UT. It will be even harder to be 28 3/4 in UT and single. We'll have to see. And, I know that you can never go back to the past. Things and places change. People change. I'm sure I will change. Hopefully for the better. I am just going to miss all those guys so much. They are like my sisters. It's like I've got 100 sisters there. And Dads. I tend to think of all the women I work with like sisters, even if they are technically old enough to be my mom, but I think of the men like Dads. Some of the doctors (we don't have any male nurses) are young enough to be my brothers, but I just feel like they take care of me. I work with such a great team. I'm gonna cry if I think about it too much... I have a friend that lives in Austin, and he just told me that Lance Armstrong lives there, too!!! I told him that now that Lance has broken up with Sheryl Crow, I can date him. I told him to tell Lance if he happened to see him that I would be living in Morocco for the next two years, and that he could come see me there. That would be great!! MMmmm.... Lance Armstrong....