if you're not a penguin...shut it - Floating My OWN Boat v.2

I've just had a couple of days with my "family" that have done nothing but emphatically reinforce that the best thing I ever did was leave them behind.

Followed by the conviction that I had to come back to conquer this before leaving forever. But that it's going to SUCK THE BIG ONE.

And I'll talk about it. But not now.

Because right now, I'm remembering what my boss said this morning..."It's good that you can see another point of view and not take it so personally, but whatever their reasons, Jen - they say hurtful things to you. Coming back, no matter how far you've come - puts you right back in it and you need always to remember WHO you are."

Because right now, 'House' is on, the cat needs a cuddle, I need to call Wade cause he's coming to visit next week (and bringing good tequila, god love him), and then I'm going to bed because tomorrow....

I have to be at work at the crack of freakin' dawn to deal with emergencies in the wards caused by the fact that our own staff, in the grand tradition of grown men acting like your worst female teenager nightmare, changed the locks deliberately so that the staff they agreed to give their duties to so we could bypass the crap they've been pulling for two years couldn't do their job.

In a hospital.

There's something wrong with this world.

And, this may be a newsflash, but I become more sure all the time it's not me. At least not like I always thought it was.