Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Yesterday I kept thinking things couldn't get worse. One of my co-workers from back home lost his battle with cancer on Sunday. He was only 30 and diagnosed with colon cancer around a year ago. At least he isn't in pain anymore.
Then the stress about the holidays and worrying about my mom's surgery, not to mention my fears for my own health. Needless to say I haven't been in the best mood lately.
Now today I get a message from my husband on my lunch break saying he'll get 40hours/week at work for the next two months. Considering he was only guaranteed 28 or so I am very happy.
I got a decent night of sleep last night too.
If my in-laws invite me for Christmas Eve I won't go because I wouldn't feel right leaving my parents here alone. That's fine. I just don't want them here for Christmas Day. The problem is that it's my husband's place too. Actually, he lived here first. I can't really tell him that his parents aren't welcome in his home. He welcomes my parents and they spend a few days here. How can I keep him from his family on Christmas? One could argue that it doesn't matter because they celebrate it on Christmas Eve instead. I may have to use that. We can spend New Year's with them. Let's see if that works.