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Mom's doctor is sending her for a second opinion trying to determine ifshe has cancer. Next month I will take a vacation day and take her to a doctor in Charleston. I feel pretty confident that it isn't cancer. But it is best to be safe.

Our meeting didn't go as well as I had hoped. Everyone is exhausted and ticked off. It was like a pack of angry bears in there. I left with more questions than I came in with.

We have no solutions only problems. My poor first level had his meeting snatched right out from under him. His boss showed up and talked up a storm. I swear that man loves a captive audience.

I must look like crap. That's all I can figure. Everyone keeps walking on egg shells around me. Asking me if I am okay. They keep asking me when Joey is coming back...as if he will be able to swoop in and rescue me. I am fine. Sure I look like crap. Yeah, my workload is unreal. But I am fine...everything is just fine.

Joey called me this evening. I miss him so much. In a way I think things will get better when he does come back. He makes me laugh. In another way, I honestly think it will be worse. I will be trying to protect him from being overwhelmed- trying to carry his work load and mine at the same time.

I need a vacation. A vacation from my life. Tomorrow night I am going out with Janet. I probably wont drink- but I am going to talk some trash about people. I will start with the office Tart. I think kicking back with a buddy and feeling free to describe The Bright Green Thong that hangs out of the back of Lisa's pants, as a "Beaver Trap" is just what the doctor ordered. A little bit on the catty side- but hey gotta play the hand your delt.