13 days

It's only 13 more days until the big day. I can't believe how much I am looking forward to getting this over with. For the longest time this tumor has seemed surreal, but the closer I get to the date of surgery, the more real it is getting. I hope I don't have a major breakdown/reality check the morning of.
I've noticed that I haven't been able to sit around and do nothing like I used to. I used to be satisfied to sit around and watch TV in the evenings, even if there wasn't anything worth watching. Now I have the need to fill these evenings with worthwhile projects or running errands. Monday night Mary Ann and I picked out a new recliner and last night I built another dresser that we got at Ikea. I still have cakes to bake for my parents 50th wedding anniversary party. Hopefully I will be in the mood to do that soon.