I got a new phone.  Goodbye iPhone 4S, and hello Galaxy S4.  I’m liking it so far,  but it’s quite the adjustment. I’m thankful that my bf is around to teach me how to use it. 

I’ve had an emotional week,  like seriously experiencing all the feels. 

This time next week,  I will be recovering from reconstruction surgery.  And it will be almost one year since my diagnosis.  I can’t even…

Everything is so busy and overwhelming.  I’m tired all the time.

All I want to do is sit around and read.  I’m reading obsessively.  I’ve taken to spending lunches alone so I can read.

Speaking of which, I’m reading The Ruins for the second time (first time was in 2008),  and holy fuck I forgot how much I love this book. If you dig horror,  it’s a must read,  imo.

I’m on the last season of Breaking Bad now,  and I’m going super slow because I don’t want it to end (and because I’m waiting to watch with the bf). But once it’s finished I get to start the last season of HIMYM so all is not fucked. Really loving Netflix right now.

Need to catch up on my Walking Dead and Kenny Powers too.

I had this overwhelming feeling of nostalgia earlier in the week.  It made me cry.

Divorce is a strange thing.  It takes someone you know better than anyone else,  and turns them into a complete stranger.

I’m starting to freak out about 6 weeks of no running or really any exercise .  But I’ll be recovered in time to start training for the half in April,  so silver lining. Oh and soft boobs and all that jazz.

Tomorrow I get to go with Jackson on his first field trip ever,  and I’m so excited.