It was the best of times; it was the worst of times…

My normal routine at work in the morning… goal to get in by 7am, usually I’m in between 7:15 and 7:20…I drop my stuff at my desk and then CC and I make a run to the Starbucks. Everyday…unless one of us is not here. It’s a quick jaunt across the street- get some fresh air before we lock ourselves away and do what ever crap we have to do. It started off just as just a Friday treat, then there was the occasional midweek run in the morning, then it just became daily.

Today on the walk over, CC told me that she FINALLY got accepted into the nursing program that she has been working so long and hard to get into, and was waitlisted at the end of this past semester. Classes started on Monday- as in January 5th!! And she was called Monday night about people not being able to start, and if she wants in to come to class Tuesday…and she did. She came in this morning to work just to give her resignation. I’m really, really happy for her. She’s been working so hard and has had some battles with classes and school admin crap…We had talked before the holidays about where she was with the program and her feeling like she should toss in the towel and call it a day…But she kept going. And now it’s paid off.

And really the timing couldn’t be more perfect. There’s stuff going on at work, that leaves everyone currently wondering how long we’ll actually still have a job- but I’m not going to get into that drama just yet (I’m bitter at the moment).

CC- I’m really, really happy you got into the program!! To say you’ve earned it is a mild understatement. I’m going to miss not seeing you daily, and running over to Starbucks in the morning with you. Not to mention you share the same love for a certain fictional character that I do. I’m happy I tainted your life with him!!

Here’s a gratuitous picture - just for you!!

CC- I'm going to miss you- but I know that we'll be in touch.