Found my ring!!!

Sooo very thankful -- I had, after all, left it home!!! I guess I kind of didn't miss it at first because I didn't wear it for two weeks (while it was being repaired)... Then when I looked at my hand this morning at work, I just flipped out. It wouldn't be the first time that I lost silver jewellery, you see...

Anyway, that bee's off my bonnet.

The other bee...

That one's ever present.

Obviously my company is not as needed as I wish it were. Obviously, it's not half as coveted as that of nice elderly people only known over the past handful of months.

Gawd, this is ridiculous and pathetic and I know it! I'm just tired of being upstaged by people who cannot even possibly be considered 'friends' (not by my standards of true friendship, anyway)

What's wrong with me?

Isn't my company something to be desired after almost a week of absence?

I don't want to go to work tomorrow. Want to stay home and cry.