I’m Actually Quite Blond Underneath These Roots

I haven’t been sleeping well lately. Too stressed to unwind the tight screw I’ve screwed. I realized yesterday from [everyone else’s] laughing that it had caught up with me at work:

You can see the TV in the playroom from the nurse’s station. It was 6am and there was this exercise thing playing on Discovery Health with Diamond Head in the background. Someone said, “Look, they’re down by Waikiki.” My response, “No they’re not, it’s dark outside right now.” Cue laughter.

These special lunch trays were sent up with catfish and cornbread. One of my patient’s mom asked why. I couldn’t remember the term Black History Month, instead I said, “It’s National Black Day.” The Dad-who thankfully was white-was drinking soda and spewed it out.

There was a lady fro the East Coast that called to offer to donate knitted hats to our children with cancers. “We’ve got plenty of those,” I said. “Hats?” “No, cancer kiddos.” My co-workers-who only heard my side-busted up at this point.

BTW, I’m on a total Colbie Caillat kick that’s thoroughly annoying my husband at this point.