A Weekend of Trains

There is a saying that my dad likes to say: "good and bad run on parallel tracks and often arrive about the same time." This perfectly describes my weekend...

-I took Friday off call to go to younger cousin's wedding. Fun.
-I did not sleep well that night - too much excitment, too much food. Not fun.
-I was able to pretty much veg on Saturday. Fun.
-Sunday morning was one of those times when you cry at the drop of a hat for no reason. Not fun.
-Sunday afternoon was spent preparing for my brother and new sister-in-law's visit. Fun.
-Got called out for a birth five minutes before said visit. Fun, but not fun timing. They ended up going home without a visit, because while at said birth, I got called to another birth. Fun.
-Friendly midwife took me to General hospital to show me lab and take bloods in from home birth. Fun.
-Came home with friendly midwife and ate cream puffs and drank limeflower juice. Fun.
-Woke up to exhausted, bone-aching, slightly self-pitying feeling. Not fun.

But, when you add it all up, it was a bit better than a wash, so I can't complain.