god, among other things

So yesterday I worked a 12 hour shift. It was a crazy night, and I came home beat up! I was so happy to get into my bed under my favorite blanket. Guess what! Can't sleep. WTF. I was so frustrated. I have things to on Friday, it's my day off, it's going to be sunny! I finally drifted off around 2am. My husband get's up at 5:30 ish to go to work, I was up again. My plan was to be up at 8am, I woke up at 8:15 and only because my leg cramped up. I refuse to be pissy about it tho.

So why would I be up so freakin' early on my day off after a 12 you ask?
I was going to go to mass, that's right folks, mass.
I have begun to go to therapy again, since all of my anxiety has reared his ugly head. My therapist suggested that going to church would be a good idea, and I wholeheartedly agree with him.
The moment I knew I was pregnant, one of my first thoughts was "I should start going to church again".
For those of you that don't know, I was baptized catholic, even went to catholic school for the first three years of grade school. A priest said some choice things during a surmon and my mom said, we are out of here. So began my love and confused realtionship with organized religion. I feel spiritual, and I believe everyone has a different relationship with god. As I have said being pregnant puts a whole new perspective on things, on top of being anxious.
Not growing up in Covington, I wasn't sure about a catholic church around. My work wife Stephanie told me about her church, St. John's. So I googled it, found out the mass schedule and said ok, Friday it is.
So as I am hopping around on one leg this morning, I get dressed and go out the door to church. I get there and there are hardly any cars in the parking lot. So I chicken out. I haven't showered so I feel gross, and I don't want to be in a small mass where everyone is going "who's the new girl". So I am going to wait for a Sunday so I can blend in and hopefully my husband will go with me.
I went to Starbucks instead....
I will go, I am totally committed, I am also a chicken shit. I do think it's important, and I want Austin to be baptized.
So, it's on to chores and enjoy this beautiful day with my furry babies.
On the note of furry babies, we got a glider with ottoman last weekend (thanks to my wonderful mother and sister) and Habenero thinks it's his chair. Gotta love it.

On the best note, today is my 6 month wedding anniversary, it's sunny out and we are going to the M's game tonight. I am so excited, my first one this season!!!

Have a great weekend everyone!!!