Have you ever had one of those days that practically screams at you to jump back into bed and pull the covers over your head?  A day that actually makes you re-evaluate your life and your priorities?  A day that gives you pause to contemplate your own mortality?  A day that tells you how utterly and completely insignificant you really are in the grand scheme of things?

Yeah, those days suck.

I’m not saying that I had a day like that, but I am saying it wasn’t my favorite day out of a whole lot of other days.  The good news is…that little thing on my shoulder that I was really worried about isn’t skin cancer after all.  Whew!  Dodged a bullet there.  That wasn’t why I was lying on a table (and asking the doctor about every single thing that might be wrong with me) but I figured it couldn’t hurt to ask while my shirt was off.   I also managed to tell him that I happen to be an excellent business banker if he was looking for one. 

He wasn’t. 

But he did think it was funny that I would ask that while hooked up to an EKG. I figured…why not?  I’m not doing anything else while I’m lying here.  And I do tend to talk a lot when I’m nervous.

I almost had to have a “guest” blogger tonight!  Can you even imagine?

More good news…I’m alive.  And I’m home.  And all signs point to me still being alive and home tomorrow—if I avoid all types of stress.  I think I can do that. 

You can still get internet in a plastic bubble can’t you?

Until the next time…I’ll be attempting to relax!