... but I have a few moments alone at the ship, and I had a few things on my mind.
Yesterday was a hard day. It was busy - but there were reminders everywhere. From the reporter at an interview I was in on, who was 9 months pregnant, to Joshua's birth certificate coming in the mail. A lot of harsh reminders.
Joshua's death certificate came quicker than his birth certificate. We received the DC last week. Tuesday afternoon I opened his BC which read "Joshua Matthew Sams (deceased)". Oh dear God... I don't want to see that. A birth certificate is supposed to be happy - exciting - amazing. No. It says "deceased" on it. Matt wasn't thrilled about that either.
Oceana woke up at 4am yesterday. And didn't go back to sleep. I put on Shrek around 5:30am and started dozing on the couch. I woke up to a bowl of rice krispies and milk being poured down my back. I stomped upstairs and went to bed after I clean up. I did get some extra sleep, but it certainly wasn't a good start to the day.
Oceana's been grumpy (DUH) for the last 24 hours. Hopefully she'll sort herself out soon.
Was up till midnight sorting out work stuff, up early, and have been doing work stuff all morning. The details for the ship send off are almost sorted, but there's still a lot to be done.
Speaking of which, I need to go because there's SOOO much to be done!