Christmas Eve is tomorrow. I'm working. And then coming home to an empty apartment. And then waking up at 5 am on Christmas morning and going back to work. And then rushing to my family's house after work to see everybody for a hot second before I have to go home and back to bed to go to work the next morning too.
I think I'm more depressed about my lonely Christmas Eve then my working Christmas Day, at least I get to spend that playing with/cheering up kids who should be home for Christmas and not stuck in the PICU. At least I have my bunnies I guess. This is usually my favorite holiday. I'm kind of wishing I could just skip all of it this year, which I guess I kind of am doing, but not... cause I know everybody else is with their families. I can't even just go to my mom's house for the night because I took my bed from there and now all that's in my room is an old exercise bike.
I guess I should stop feeling sorry for myself because I have a great family that I usually get to see and an apartment to come home to but it still sucks :-( That is all.
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