So here I am 8 months after chemo and a week shy of 1 year since diagnosis.  Today to celebrate I got my hair colored! Starting to feel more normal. I don’t have anything against my natural hair color…but getting rid of the gray and lighting it up a bit makes me feel better. 

Over the weekend I ran my 1sr 5k AC (After cancer). This was the race I ran a week before I was diagnosed. I had suspicions but it haven’t been confirmed yet. So to be able to run it one year later was a milestone I set for myself. And with that I’m picking up where I left off….

Tomorrow I start back to work. I signed up with the staffing agency in town. This gives me some flexibility easing back into work after a year (and 3 months). So temporary sign mentioned for 3 months full time.  Not exactly easing into it but this is how it’s going to work out. Haven’t decided if I’m excited, nervous or dreading it.  At this moment I’m indifferent.  I’m more concerned with the snow and icy roads tomorrow morning than anything. Oh and Cleo will be by herself all day. She is not going to be happy. I have to move my working out to 5:30. I guess we’ll see how much energy I have by the end of the day.

The business. Still slowly working on this. Trying to decide if I really want to do weddings. There is so much drama with that.  But I’m still researching a bit.