Anyway today was the last day at work for a while. I have a lovely girl doing my job while I'm away and spent this week happily getting to know her and showing her the ropes.
I so do have the best job in the world. Today I got the loveliest bunch of flowers from two of my bar boys. As well as loads of love and kisses from everyone. I was so overwhelmed I cried. Not a good look when you are trying to be a tough club bitch! Also had a lovely farewell drink with lovely boss ad his family. I'm actually going to miss work. Do you know I wake up happy to go to work! How lucky am I. The down side is that its all so wonderful I'm convinced someone is going to steal my job. If I could fix a burglar alarm to it I would, and although lovely girl who's doing my job is lovely I'm very worried she's going to steal it.
As I was on my way home from work I started thinking back over the past few months and I suddenly realised I'm going to miss my cancer when its gone! Not the nasty side but all the attention I get and the fact its the best excuse you could wish for when you don't feel like doing something. I think these last months have made me immensely spoilt. I do believe I've turned into a brat!!! Recovering is going to be the biggest anticlimax ever! I've got to have to have a serious plan going forward to stop embarrassing spoilt brat tantrums erupting! One of my projects while I'm away is to make a game plan for when I'm better. I'll let you know when I have one!!