Friday on my way to the winery I got a call from the ex, CP. Hadn't heard from him in a while and to be honest, half thought he'd relapsed or got thrown in jail. Didn't much care either way. Nice. He asked was I still "seeing that one guy I met when he was in rehab". I said yes, I'm very much in love with him. He asked me when the wedding was. I said, there's no mention of a wedding, but with the natural progression of things being the way they have been, I believe I am going to marry him. (You know, the law of attraction and all...doesn't hurt to "put it out there ...wink)
He pretended to be happy for me. And told me he still has a special friend. I said well good for you. He also told me, that he has decided to save himself for marriage. Cus, he found God in rehab and stuff. Well, yet another reason things never would've worked out for us, if the lies, stealing, cheating, porn addiction, hatred, and drugs didn't do it. Wonder how god feels about porn? I can't imagine the God everyone belives in would think it was that holey. And, ladies....he ain't saving much, ifyaknowhatimean? Can you tell, I'm completely spoiled now? No complaints!
Then, he proceeded to tell me he lost his job, because of one of his felonies. (writing his own prescriptions) But, when he gets another job, he is going to pay me back the money he owes me. I said I wrote that off a long time ago. And, he asked if he had anything at my house still. I said, ah, the real reason for the phone call. I sold whatever you had left at my house. Honestly, he has nothing to my knowledge but a bike, which he isn't getting back. I supported his dumbass even when we were just friends, after the relationship deteriorated. He ain't gettin squat outta me. That ship sailed.
In other "ex" news. Saturday I got up to go to my Momma's and saw that the someone I use to "see" was at my neighbor's house. I may have never mentioned that someone was friends with my friends/neighbors but yea, occasionally he is over there. I opted to wait until they were out back on their 4 wheelers until I left. But when I came back with Momma, and left he was outside. It wasn't the same as seeing an ex boyfriend. I didn't get that gut wrenching feeling, I actually felt nothing. Mom said about someone "he's the one that calls you, he can't stand it, don't let it bother you". That put it into perspective. Not to mention I was on my way to see my very own hottie who I'm just nuts about.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Monday, April 28, 2008
All about panties...
I had a fun weekend, where I ate too much cheese (is there such a thing?) and drank too much wine (huh?) So, all in all, a great weekend! Had a blast at the winery on Friday. It was fun to talk about my guy with new people. It probably gets old listening to me go on and on about him. But, they were happy for my having found a good guy, and a good job. You know, couldn't happen to a nicer person and all. Had a lot of laughs with my girlfriends, and you know, we vowed to do it every month. The things you say when you're drunk.
Saturday went shopping with Mom and got a couple shirts to wear to work for the summertime. I actually bought clothes that fit me in a regular size. What. Ever. My gripe of the century? Why don't they make skirts anymore? Every skirt was a skort. Every one! Unless it was a long mature woman skirt, it had shorts in it. If I wanted to wear two layers of pants, I would. I want to wear a skirt, because it's a skirt. I won't be doing any cartwheels and risking showing the world my panties. C'mon! And, if I wanted to show the world my panties I sure as shit would!
Speaking of panties. I had to rush around and hold my Mom captive while I got ready to go to the city to see my man. Mom did my dishes for me. She's kinda handy that way. She told me I should always take extra panties with me to the man's place. Gotta love Moms. I met my BF at his place, and we went to his Dad's for the family get-together. It wasn't bad at all. Until he told me, that his stepmom found my underwear under his bed after he moved out. Nice. Let's remember I wasn't even allowed to sleep with him when I stayed there, he just had them. I laughed, and felt embaressed, but whatever. Any business that took place was in the basement anyway. He said he didn't care, that he's an adult. But still. Hi, um I believe you have my panties...guess I won't be seein those again.
We had some drinks, and great conversation as usual. I decided we should take all the food we could get when we left. Even poured salsa into a zip lock, which was pretty messy, but a good laugh. On Sunday, we went to Chinatown with his neighbors. I knew I should've taken a camera, because I saw an actual bum with a shopping cart. I am so sheltered where I live, it was kinda scarey being out there among the real projects and ghettos, and scarey folks. If there were bums at my house they at least live in the woods. Yea, Chinatown. Hello Kitty? They have that!
When I left Sunday night I cried almost the whole way home. I dunno what that boy does to me, but it aint right. I feel like I leave part of me behind, and for a while I just let myself cry. It physically hurts. I hate saying goodbye. I mean, I'm Ok on my own, and I don't feel devastated. It just sucks. I wanted to toss him in my trunk and steal him, but first, I'd have to drug him cus he's stronger than me. This is in no way a public declaration of my potentially commiting a crime or anything.
Saturday went shopping with Mom and got a couple shirts to wear to work for the summertime. I actually bought clothes that fit me in a regular size. What. Ever. My gripe of the century? Why don't they make skirts anymore? Every skirt was a skort. Every one! Unless it was a long mature woman skirt, it had shorts in it. If I wanted to wear two layers of pants, I would. I want to wear a skirt, because it's a skirt. I won't be doing any cartwheels and risking showing the world my panties. C'mon! And, if I wanted to show the world my panties I sure as shit would!
Speaking of panties. I had to rush around and hold my Mom captive while I got ready to go to the city to see my man. Mom did my dishes for me. She's kinda handy that way. She told me I should always take extra panties with me to the man's place. Gotta love Moms. I met my BF at his place, and we went to his Dad's for the family get-together. It wasn't bad at all. Until he told me, that his stepmom found my underwear under his bed after he moved out. Nice. Let's remember I wasn't even allowed to sleep with him when I stayed there, he just had them. I laughed, and felt embaressed, but whatever. Any business that took place was in the basement anyway. He said he didn't care, that he's an adult. But still. Hi, um I believe you have my panties...guess I won't be seein those again.
We had some drinks, and great conversation as usual. I decided we should take all the food we could get when we left. Even poured salsa into a zip lock, which was pretty messy, but a good laugh. On Sunday, we went to Chinatown with his neighbors. I knew I should've taken a camera, because I saw an actual bum with a shopping cart. I am so sheltered where I live, it was kinda scarey being out there among the real projects and ghettos, and scarey folks. If there were bums at my house they at least live in the woods. Yea, Chinatown. Hello Kitty? They have that!
When I left Sunday night I cried almost the whole way home. I dunno what that boy does to me, but it aint right. I feel like I leave part of me behind, and for a while I just let myself cry. It physically hurts. I hate saying goodbye. I mean, I'm Ok on my own, and I don't feel devastated. It just sucks. I wanted to toss him in my trunk and steal him, but first, I'd have to drug him cus he's stronger than me. This is in no way a public declaration of my potentially commiting a crime or anything.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Bring Your Kids To Annoy your coworkers day...
It's bring your kid to work day. Whoever invented this retarded idea should be shot. What do they learn? The morning was hectic, trying to get my coffee and there is 8 billion kids screaming in the grill getting amped up on caffine. Luckily most of their day is spent doing some activities downstairs. And what does that teach them? Work is fun? I got to play games all day, and win prizes and stuff my face, and Mom gets PAID to do it! That's like telling little girls their prince will come. I think it's against the law to delude your children that much. But, whatever.
Speaking of work, my boss comes back on Monday. I'm somewhat apprehensive about some changes I think will occur. I don't know what they are, but I have a feeling. You know, how you just know somethings up. I think we are going to merge with her new department in some way. I'm hoping this doesnt take my raise away because I specifically remember my boss telling me how now I wont have to worry about money. I'd be a shame if she turned out to be a liar.
Next week, we are starting to have massages on Thursdays. They are $1 a minute. I would love nothing more than to have a massage. I think pretty soon, I won't have to leave work. Maybe that is the plan. We have the grill, the gym, showers, massages, air conditioning, the internet. All I need is a bed under my desk like George Costanza on Seinfeld, and I'm set. Seriously, why do I pay rent again?
You know what's getting me through today is the fact that I saw my cutie pie last night. Today I proclaimed to my coworker that I'm in love. You know, I tell her that every day so it's nothing new. I just don't remember ever being so happy. I remember making excuses for things I didn't like in a guy. Oh, he is this because....that. Or some other random bullshit. I don't remember liking everything. I use to say, well he's great but he could change this or that. And then I'd get mad when he wouldn't change. Duh! I like him just the way he is. And he likes me the way I am. I like me the way I am, and he likes him the way he is. I think this, is the key to it all. Knowing who you are and what you want.
I just enjoy his presence. I get such an awesome feeling from him, that I would describe as nothing more than his energy. Being next to him feels so incredible. Not to mention he makes me laugh, and last night, I was snorting, and laughing so much I thought I'd pee myself. It makes me crazy that I am so nuts about him, and I don't know what to do with myself. I want to cry, or scream, or hit him. I don't mean in a bad way but its like, how can you have this effect on me? How is that fair? I'm certainly not complaining, but when you are not use to it, you have to wonder what you've been doing your whole life that kept you from it. I'm at that point right now in my self awareness.
P.S. LOST AND GREYS ANATOMY ARE BACK TONIGHT. LOST IS ON! LOST IS ON! LOST IS ON! LIFE IS GOOD! WEEEEE HOOOO!
Speaking of work, my boss comes back on Monday. I'm somewhat apprehensive about some changes I think will occur. I don't know what they are, but I have a feeling. You know, how you just know somethings up. I think we are going to merge with her new department in some way. I'm hoping this doesnt take my raise away because I specifically remember my boss telling me how now I wont have to worry about money. I'd be a shame if she turned out to be a liar.
Next week, we are starting to have massages on Thursdays. They are $1 a minute. I would love nothing more than to have a massage. I think pretty soon, I won't have to leave work. Maybe that is the plan. We have the grill, the gym, showers, massages, air conditioning, the internet. All I need is a bed under my desk like George Costanza on Seinfeld, and I'm set. Seriously, why do I pay rent again?
You know what's getting me through today is the fact that I saw my cutie pie last night. Today I proclaimed to my coworker that I'm in love. You know, I tell her that every day so it's nothing new. I just don't remember ever being so happy. I remember making excuses for things I didn't like in a guy. Oh, he is this because....that. Or some other random bullshit. I don't remember liking everything. I use to say, well he's great but he could change this or that. And then I'd get mad when he wouldn't change. Duh! I like him just the way he is. And he likes me the way I am. I like me the way I am, and he likes him the way he is. I think this, is the key to it all. Knowing who you are and what you want.
I just enjoy his presence. I get such an awesome feeling from him, that I would describe as nothing more than his energy. Being next to him feels so incredible. Not to mention he makes me laugh, and last night, I was snorting, and laughing so much I thought I'd pee myself. It makes me crazy that I am so nuts about him, and I don't know what to do with myself. I want to cry, or scream, or hit him. I don't mean in a bad way but its like, how can you have this effect on me? How is that fair? I'm certainly not complaining, but when you are not use to it, you have to wonder what you've been doing your whole life that kept you from it. I'm at that point right now in my self awareness.
P.S. LOST AND GREYS ANATOMY ARE BACK TONIGHT. LOST IS ON! LOST IS ON! LOST IS ON! LIFE IS GOOD! WEEEEE HOOOO!
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Aging Gracefully...
After grossing out the world with my massive blister, I'm sad to report the poor dear met it's demise last night while working out. I doubled up on the bandage and I didn't feel it. But when I put my sandals on and removed the bandage, it was quite, um, wet. Know what's fun about the gym? Encouragement! Had a non creepy old guy say I made jogging look easy. Meanwhile, My head's so wet my pony tail is dripping. But, it made me keep going.
Last week, I found another gray hair. Sure, I bet I have lot's of them floating around my head, but I really don't need to see them. I dye, and hilight my hair. Isn't that enough? It was about 5 inches long on top of my head. Where the last one...or more were found. I don't feel like I'm old enough to be getting gray hairs. Seriously, I still feel like I'm 18, except that I can no longer survive on Nutter Butters and Dr. Pepper without paying the poundage consequence.
So, I bought this thing two weeks ago. I went to another Bath and Body Works party with Kat, you know where you get free stuff and good deals, and have to wait in line forever to get in the store before it opens. I am doing a before and after, to see if this stuff really works. Of course, I will keep you posted. It's guaranteed and if I don't look younger I want my money back to put towards plastic surgery. So far though, I can tell a difference especially in my pores. FYI - I just spelled pores poors, and had to change it.
I have PMS and I can't stop eating. Why must women suffer?
Last week, I found another gray hair. Sure, I bet I have lot's of them floating around my head, but I really don't need to see them. I dye, and hilight my hair. Isn't that enough? It was about 5 inches long on top of my head. Where the last one...or more were found. I don't feel like I'm old enough to be getting gray hairs. Seriously, I still feel like I'm 18, except that I can no longer survive on Nutter Butters and Dr. Pepper without paying the poundage consequence.
So, I bought this thing two weeks ago. I went to another Bath and Body Works party with Kat, you know where you get free stuff and good deals, and have to wait in line forever to get in the store before it opens. I am doing a before and after, to see if this stuff really works. Of course, I will keep you posted. It's guaranteed and if I don't look younger I want my money back to put towards plastic surgery. So far though, I can tell a difference especially in my pores. FYI - I just spelled pores poors, and had to change it.
I have PMS and I can't stop eating. Why must women suffer?
Monday, April 21, 2008
Momma Needs A New Pair of Shoes
I grew this enormous larger-than-quarter-sized blister on my freaking foot. Friday I was working on my fitness at work, and I didn't do anything out of the ordinary. Four miles on the treadmill, 2 on the eliptical (that's good for me, I dislike the eliptical!) and 3 on the stationary bike. I only stayed to do the extra stuff because I was alone by that time, and I was really into Rachel Ray's 30 minute meal.
About halfway through my 4 miles I felt the pinch of an on-coming blister. Friday night it was teeny tiny. Saturday morning I got up at 9am and met Kat at Sand Run for a hike. We aimed for 6 miles, did 5.75. Of course by hike I mean hike, and we weren't hoofing it along on the straight and narrow. There were hills and valleys and steps, and hills, and did I mention, there were some really steep hills? My buns were definately burning! As soon as we started my damn blister hurt, but by the end of it, this was what I had. I drained it twice, and I'm now embracing it as part of me, and trying to protect it. My boyfriend put band aids on it for me, which is only the cutest thing ever. I may have mentioned how no one ever took an interest in caring for me. He told me that was a shame. =-)
I need to invest in some nice walking/running shoes. I'm afraid what might happen tonight when I work out.
About halfway through my 4 miles I felt the pinch of an on-coming blister. Friday night it was teeny tiny. Saturday morning I got up at 9am and met Kat at Sand Run for a hike. We aimed for 6 miles, did 5.75. Of course by hike I mean hike, and we weren't hoofing it along on the straight and narrow. There were hills and valleys and steps, and hills, and did I mention, there were some really steep hills? My buns were definately burning! As soon as we started my damn blister hurt, but by the end of it, this was what I had. I drained it twice, and I'm now embracing it as part of me, and trying to protect it. My boyfriend put band aids on it for me, which is only the cutest thing ever. I may have mentioned how no one ever took an interest in caring for me. He told me that was a shame. =-)
I need to invest in some nice walking/running shoes. I'm afraid what might happen tonight when I work out.
I went to Mom's after that and took her grocery shopping. Then went to see my cuter than cute boyfriend. He's almost done re-finishing his bathroom, and it looks really good. He's quite handy, and actually has a good eye for decorating. While he was finishing that stuff up, I mopped his floors. Im thoughtful that way. He had his neighbor/friend and girlfriend over for a cookout, and we BS'd and some more people came later. We did silly things like text each other dirty messages. Which only prolonged the anticipation. Damn. We were up til 5 am. We played 'Never have I ever' which in the process I think I had to mention to myself how my man was a virgin before we met so the stuff I heard didn't eat away at me. Seriously, I thought I did a couple things but damn. He's mine now. I'm sure not gonna let him go. Willingy. Muh ah ah ah.
On Sunday morning that boy cooked us breakfast, turkey bacon, waffels (Ok, I toasted the waffels) and hash browns with cheese. MMMM. He also made us dinner mac and cheese with real cheese and turkey keilbasi! He's a keeper. We didn't do much of anything but lounge around, flirt, laugh, watch movies, and cuddle. Since by Sunday morning, I mean we got up at 9:30 and we probably didnt get to sleep til closer to 6am. Huh? I'm so tired today I can barely think.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Tagged!
Erin tagged me.
1) Write your own 6 word memoir.
2) Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you like.
3) Link the person who tagged you in your blog, and the original poster if possible to track across the blogosphere.
4) Tag at least 5 blogs with links.
5) Leave a comment with an invitation to play!
Six words to sum up my life?
Uhhhh...
Once lost, she finds herself. Happy.
That was hard. Good luck to:
(Tag! You're it!)
Suzi
Francis
Sara
Janet
1) Write your own 6 word memoir.
2) Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you like.
3) Link the person who tagged you in your blog, and the original poster if possible to track across the blogosphere.
4) Tag at least 5 blogs with links.
5) Leave a comment with an invitation to play!
Six words to sum up my life?
Uhhhh...
Once lost, she finds herself. Happy.
That was hard. Good luck to:
(Tag! You're it!)
Suzi
Francis
Sara
Janet
Friday, April 18, 2008
Sunshiney Day...
So I scheduled a meeting with the new girl next week, it's the thing where I work, we do it all the time to touch base. And I decided, I should tell my boss what's going on because, he loves when you talk to him, that's HIS thing. He was really excited, that I came to him with my concerns. I let him know how she doesn't listen to what I tell her to do, and she does things wrong. And never writes anything down, and asks the same questions and acts like she gets it. We even called in some of her VP's. Then he wanted to meet with her and me. Then I felt bad, so I told her we're meeting with the big boss, and that she isn't in trouble. Kinda like going to the principals office.
Basically we came to the conclusion that she is a yes person. And told her to stop it, and there is no shame in asking questions. She said she had no concerns, then found out she does. Boss showed training techniques, and had her demonstrate how to use a stapeler, after he explained, and showed how to do it. When it was her turn, she stapeled her finger. Yes. It went all the way in her thumb. And bled. A lot.
I met with my boss after meeting with him and new girl, and told him she wasn't truthful about her abilities with him. And the conclusion is, I have to now come up with daily training for her until she gets the things we do monthly. More work for me. Joy. I also found out the other secretary in the dept that doesn't work for me, is interviewing with another department. Um, yea. Talk about screwed.
In good news, it's freaking Friday, and it's like 70 degrees today. I did 4 miles yesterday at work. I've decided that I need to start working on my fat arms, so I did a lot of weights at home. And today, they are jay e elle elle oh. I gave the dog a bath and didn't do another damn thing, I watched movies. And it felt nice! I have a hard time doing that. I think tonight I'm breaking out the hose and washing my car! It got poo'd on at the mans house. Did you know there are way more birds in the city than in the country?
Basically we came to the conclusion that she is a yes person. And told her to stop it, and there is no shame in asking questions. She said she had no concerns, then found out she does. Boss showed training techniques, and had her demonstrate how to use a stapeler, after he explained, and showed how to do it. When it was her turn, she stapeled her finger. Yes. It went all the way in her thumb. And bled. A lot.
I met with my boss after meeting with him and new girl, and told him she wasn't truthful about her abilities with him. And the conclusion is, I have to now come up with daily training for her until she gets the things we do monthly. More work for me. Joy. I also found out the other secretary in the dept that doesn't work for me, is interviewing with another department. Um, yea. Talk about screwed.
In good news, it's freaking Friday, and it's like 70 degrees today. I did 4 miles yesterday at work. I've decided that I need to start working on my fat arms, so I did a lot of weights at home. And today, they are jay e elle elle oh. I gave the dog a bath and didn't do another damn thing, I watched movies. And it felt nice! I have a hard time doing that. I think tonight I'm breaking out the hose and washing my car! It got poo'd on at the mans house. Did you know there are way more birds in the city than in the country?
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Redemption..
I did 4.6 miles in 66 minutes yesterday. Not too shabby. I also lost another pound. Mmmm hmm Tha's right.
Today, I got a pretty sweet gift from my VP that hated me at Christmas and gave me this gift. Not that I don't love all gifts, but I'd have rather had the $5 than the clock. I sound horrible. anyway, they all came back from Puerto Rico today. I thought they were in Aruba. It's all the same to me when I'm stuck at home and working.
I got a really nice leather case with bath stuff in it. I like the case more than the gift, even though I love bath stuff! Still, other people got better things than me, but I'm thankful to get anything. I also got some coasters with a map of Puerto Rico on them. Presents!
In other news, new girl was eating her lunch today, and screamed and ran over to my desk screaming "go look what's in my food!" I didn't want to, but you know what they say about curiosity. I asked her what? She said it's awful. I thought a roach or a mouse. She was eating a salad.....Um, too bad it was a gigantic grasshopper!!!!! She was in tears, she couldn't calm down. I walked her to the grill to tell the head chef, who was embaressed, and refunded her money. I should say here, that we have our own "restaurant" at work, and it was the lunch special today. Special is right. Mmmmm. I told her it could be worse, at least people eat grasshoppers.
So now we have been calling her grasshoppa, and printed her some pictures to hang up. You have to earn your nickname you know, and this one is perfect on many levels. And, talk about a good diet, I don't think I can eat at work for a while. *gag*
I had to leave my adorable boyfriend this morning. Not fun. I hate doing it. I think my job should be to be disgustingly in love. Why not? I told him the weeks I'd be able to vacation. He asked if I thought we'd be able to stand each other for a week. I asked him if he was kidding. Which he was. I said I think after a week, it's going to be hard to be apart. I don't want to think about how that's gonna be. He told me he wanted to walk on the beach and hold my hand. And said if he could have anything it would be that. I mean, could you die? It's super adorable, and makes me want to lock him up even more.
You know your in love when, you get home from a fabulous weekend with your guy, all geared up to watch Big Brother, and Tivo didn't record the whole thing, because 60 minutes ran over. I might have cried before. But, I was on a high.
Today, I got a pretty sweet gift from my VP that hated me at Christmas and gave me this gift. Not that I don't love all gifts, but I'd have rather had the $5 than the clock. I sound horrible. anyway, they all came back from Puerto Rico today. I thought they were in Aruba. It's all the same to me when I'm stuck at home and working.
I got a really nice leather case with bath stuff in it. I like the case more than the gift, even though I love bath stuff! Still, other people got better things than me, but I'm thankful to get anything. I also got some coasters with a map of Puerto Rico on them. Presents!
In other news, new girl was eating her lunch today, and screamed and ran over to my desk screaming "go look what's in my food!" I didn't want to, but you know what they say about curiosity. I asked her what? She said it's awful. I thought a roach or a mouse. She was eating a salad.....Um, too bad it was a gigantic grasshopper!!!!! She was in tears, she couldn't calm down. I walked her to the grill to tell the head chef, who was embaressed, and refunded her money. I should say here, that we have our own "restaurant" at work, and it was the lunch special today. Special is right. Mmmmm. I told her it could be worse, at least people eat grasshoppers.
So now we have been calling her grasshoppa, and printed her some pictures to hang up. You have to earn your nickname you know, and this one is perfect on many levels. And, talk about a good diet, I don't think I can eat at work for a while. *gag*
I had to leave my adorable boyfriend this morning. Not fun. I hate doing it. I think my job should be to be disgustingly in love. Why not? I told him the weeks I'd be able to vacation. He asked if I thought we'd be able to stand each other for a week. I asked him if he was kidding. Which he was. I said I think after a week, it's going to be hard to be apart. I don't want to think about how that's gonna be. He told me he wanted to walk on the beach and hold my hand. And said if he could have anything it would be that. I mean, could you die? It's super adorable, and makes me want to lock him up even more.
You know your in love when, you get home from a fabulous weekend with your guy, all geared up to watch Big Brother, and Tivo didn't record the whole thing, because 60 minutes ran over. I might have cried before. But, I was on a high.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Winner, Winner!!....
So, How about the Biggest Loser??? I am so excited that Ali won, because she was my favorite. Here she is before, on the left. After, She lost 112 lbs! It's awesome that a woman finally did it, because losing weight is so much easier for men.
I'm going to miss my show, which was my weekly inspiration to work thru when your feet hurt, and you want to give up. Ugh. I'd watch and say, could be worse, I could be getting my ass kicked for 6 hours a day.
I worked out yesterday even though my neck/shoulder/chest hurt and it was hard, and it hurt, but around 8pm I felt better. Like, working out actually helped. It's still a little sore, but oh well.
I had to get up at the butt-crack of dawn 6:30, to be to work early to run some reports before 8am. I wasn't happy. A not-so-fun perk of being the boss is working extra hours for free. I'm thinking, I am going to hit the gym early though, and get out of here earlier. I get to see my guy tonight, and that makes me wanna run around and act a fool. For real. I think being bitten by the love bug, also makes you go a little mental, on top of the mild heartache.
I'm going to miss my show, which was my weekly inspiration to work thru when your feet hurt, and you want to give up. Ugh. I'd watch and say, could be worse, I could be getting my ass kicked for 6 hours a day.
I worked out yesterday even though my neck/shoulder/chest hurt and it was hard, and it hurt, but around 8pm I felt better. Like, working out actually helped. It's still a little sore, but oh well.
I had to get up at the butt-crack of dawn 6:30, to be to work early to run some reports before 8am. I wasn't happy. A not-so-fun perk of being the boss is working extra hours for free. I'm thinking, I am going to hit the gym early though, and get out of here earlier. I get to see my guy tonight, and that makes me wanna run around and act a fool. For real. I think being bitten by the love bug, also makes you go a little mental, on top of the mild heartache.
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