scared

My sleep sucked, it’s Monday, and I’m just not feeling it today.

Some days suck, like today. We’re busting ass at the pharmacy, while every business around us closes because we’re on the verge of a zombie apocalypse. We had a handful of patients who apologized for bothering us over their maintenance meds. There’s a few cases of the flu, and there’s the unasked question hanging in…

I’m fucking terrified. Now that things are at the stage where I’m really doing the mental math and planning for this stuff, I’m slightly freaking out. As it stands, and if my little spreadsheet is correct, it looks like the money situation at home won’t be too bad for a little while, as long as…