The good news: I discovered this in time to get stuck in a huge traffic jam, make a highly illegal U-turn on a side street, and head back toward Sunnydale.
The bad news: The U-turn was highly, highly illegal. As in, almost as illegal as the turn I made into my dentist's parking lot two weeks ago, which I did on two wheels.
The good news: The cop behind me didn't care; he was too busy making the same highly illegal U-turn. If a cop flashes you a grin and a thumbs-up from his squad car in the middle of rush hour, things can't be so bad.
The bad news: I had to buy new scrubs.
The good news: They're a size smaller! And they're not even tight!
The bad news: They're not exactly the color that the Manglement at Sunnydale wants for its nurses.
The good news: Nobody cares! Everybody else in my critical care pod wears the same wrong color! Plus, I don't have to haul in the drawstring hand-over-hand to get them to fit!
The bad news: The Hello Kitty lunchbox was not big enough to hold my bulky-yet-non-caloric lunches.
The good news: The next size up, Transformers (classic style) was just right. I am now the only nurse at Sunnydale in posession of a Classic Transformers lunchbox. Flyin' the Nerd Flag high, I am.
The bad news: The Transformers thermos was too big to fit into the Transformers lunch box. Why they do this, I do not know.
The good news: The Hello Kitty thermos was *just* the right size, and was on sale!
The bad news: Sexy underwears are uncomfortable.
The good news: Sexy underwears come in cotton.
The bad news: I am very, very sore. A leg/core/glute workout yesterday combined with a massive, huge, horrible, worse-than-IUD-insertion upper body workout on Saturday (and no, ladies, I am not joking about that at all) has left me unable to do much of anything.
The good news: I have nothing to do tonight and there are grilled cheese sandwiches on the stove.