I'm back, baybay

Gibbs is confused that I've been home for the last several days, but he's taking the chance to cuddle with me.

//trying not to hyperventilate

My boys can be so sweet together in the mornings, all cuddled up together while I get ready for work. Grooming each other at the same time.

I'm so fucking nervous. Excited, but nervous. It doesn't help that I've never had surgery before, as I don't count my wisdom teeth extraction (that was twilight sedation).

I'm nervous that something might go wrong, that it'll be postponed, or the surgeon doesn't take enough for me to be happy with the results. So much shit out of my control.

I've got my pre admission labs scheduled, the compression bras for recovery, and I don't know what else I need to do, but I am HELLA NERVOUS

But with EXCITEMENT

My long time dream is 15 days away from coming true. Just 9 business days away.

Describe yourself as if you were a character to be written in a novel. Not as the main character, but as a side character, a friend of the protagonist. The protagonist genuinely loves their friend, platonic or otherwise. What do they love most about their friend?

It's much easier for me to see my good traits thinking about myself from an outside perspective. I think I'd make quite an interesting side character, too. As much as I'd like to think of myself as average, from an outside perspective, I am very far from average.

This comes up because I'm telling my mom my woes of animals not liking me and running away because I get too excited seeing them.

"I would've thought you would have inherited the Disney princess gene." She says to me.

I FUCKING WISH

THAT WOULD HAVE BEEN SO COOL