Today (actually right about now) both my grandfather and step-father are going into surgery. I'm at work and a bit of a mess. I have required, mandatory, YOU WILL BE HERE OR ELSE meetings from 9:15-12. I'm terrified that something's going to go wrong and I won't get cell signal to know about it - not that I could physically get there in time for goodbyes, but it's the thing.

I'm worried. I'm scared. I know they're both in good hands and they have family there to support them. I'm not looking forward to today of work. Just not.

I'm thankful for: Saturday - having friends over, getting to practice henna on other people, snuggling Bash. Sunday - moar Bash snuggles, hugs from my sister, Ox finally feeling better. Today - coffee, cell phones, kindle, and my crochet bag. And the promise of dance tonight.