Tired...

I just got home from work about 25 minutes ago.
Last night I was on call with Angela, and at about 12:30 this morning Brad called me in. We had to do emergency surgery on a dog with GDV (bloat). We were in surgery for about 2 hours, and I was finally able to go home when others came in at about quarter to 8am. Now I'm just waiting for sleepiness to kick in so I can get some sleep..

Thursday night I took my mom's car back to my apartment so I could make it to my last day of work. When I got there yesterday I discovered that one of my co-workers (who is also a pastry chef) had baked a beautiful cake for me and another girl who was also there for her last day. It was the most amazing cake I've had in a long time, possibly ever. So delicious. And another friend crocheted a beautiful blue and white blanket for me, and made me a turquoise necklace. I'm going to miss everyone.. I met so many nice people while working there. Aside from that it was a crappy day - I was stuck on express and carts the entire time (both of which I dislike). It seemed like it was "Torture Molly Because She's Leaving Day". After work I quickly grabbed some stuff and came back here to my parents' house so Mom could go shopping today with her car (well.. she said I didn't have to come down, that she could wait to go grocery shopping, but I wanted to). I felt sad because I ran over a little (baby?) skunk on the way there... I tried not to hit it but it ran back into the road.. :-(
While I was at work yesterday Dad and his mechanic friend Dan worked on my car, but even with the new water pump they couldn't get fluid to circulate through the motor. It looks like I may have no other choice but to get a new car..
So after shopping today I am going to take my mom's car back to my apartment again tonight and spend the night, hopefully getting to do something with Matt, and then I will clean tomorrow, etc., pack up the stuff I need for the week, and then head back down here. Ugh. I'll be glad when I finally have a routine going.

Stresssssss

Let's just say the last 24+ hours have been a little stressful. It started last night on my way to my parents' house: I had a bag of bagel chips open and sitting on the passenger seat so I could eat them on the way and a thought passed through my mind. I thought "If a deer or something ran out into the road in front of me and I had to slam on my brakes, these chips would spill everywhere..", and then a few minutes later what do you know, a deer bolts out across the road right in front of me. I came so close to hitting that deer - I heard my tires squealing or something (I don't know though because my car has ABS), and I had to swerve the tiniest bit, but that deer was mere feet from my car. That just about gave me a heart attack... However, because of the slight downhill slope at the end of the road where I live, I have a habit of putting my arm out when I hit the brakes to keep whatever is on the passenger seat from falling on the floor, and so none of my chips spilled.
And then what came was worse. When I got to my parent's house and shut off my car, I could see steam just rolling out from under the hood of my car. At first I thought it was smoke, but I got out and smelled it and it just smelled like hot car. I was concerned though because it was hissing and didn't stop steaming, so I called my dad outside to look at it. After some examination we discovered that water/antifreeze was pouring out of the motor (not the radiator). Not good... Especially for a person prone to anxiety. Especially when this anxiety-prone person has to drive to Veremedy the next day, and then back to her apartment an hour away, plus the weekly commutes that will soon begin. There was nothing we could do then so Dad said he'd look closer in the morning. So this left me worried about my car and what I was going to do if it couldn't be fixed, and worried about Veremedy the next day... Ugh.
But in the end my day at Veremedy went well, and Dad thinks that a new water pump may fix my car problem. If not then this weekend I will be car shopping. I'd almost rather do that anyway because my car is old (a '98), and needs several new parts. What's holding me back is that it's my first car, the interior/exterior are in beautiful condition, and it only has like 120k miles on it. But we will see what happens.

Just two more days at Shaw's.. Tomorrow I work 10:15-5:15, then I have to head down to my parents' house so I can go to Veremedy Thursday morning. I am supposed to go in for a kind of "refresher" day. Friday, my last day at Shaw's, is another retarded shift - 12:45-6. This weekend will be awesome though; I am going to visit Amanda and probably spend the night there. And then Monday is my first day back at Veremedy.. Wish me luck!