So, it's been awhile, and I normally hate backtracking, but here we go...
Surprise, it's Friday the 13th!
So this morning I woke up, not quite feeling well, but determined to go to work, as there are bills to be paid in the next week, and I NEED THE MONEY!
So I got dressed, had all my things together, and decided to have breakfast before work.
Then I pour on the milk...
And before I even am able to take a bite, I run to the bathroom.
It was the scent that got to me.
So I call in, to both jobs, and spend the day feeling not so great, but, being adult (am I really now?) I'm not complaining, not crying, just dealing with it.
And I called Mom, who's still in California, and it occurred to me as I was speaking with her that today would have been our sixth anniversary...Mom joked that was the reason I got sick, at the thought of him...but a depressing thought nonetheless.
Even though I was sick, though, one of my friends, Alex, called and asked me to a movie, and then, after getting my hopes up, I had to plead with him to at least visit me, since that's what you do when your friends are sick, you visit and try to make their day a little better, right? So he did, and we watched a movie at home (a children's movie, during which he mumbled the whole time about it not having any sex in it, and I hit him a couple of times...), and then he left because he had a few large papers due Monday, and I was alone again.
Funny, but no one else was home at this point, except for Hildi, so if I never said anything, no one would know I had a guy over. Not that it matters since it's a non-dating relationship, but I still think Dad might have been concerned...
Anyway, the rest of the day, I've been in pain and sick and it's just no fun...
Though at least I have time to read a new novel, which is surprisingly funny so far, considering it's about Pride & Prejudice...
But I'm hungry for the first time, and I'm craving fruit so I think I'm going to see if I can keep an orange or an apple down...
Happy V-Day!!
Today has been pretty good...
It surprises me, as I'm not a big fan of Valentine's, what with yesterday being a half-anniversary and in three days, it's a whole anniversary...
Why do I fall for guys at weird times?
August and February are not good start dates at all...
Anyway, so I worked at the cleaners this morning, from seven to four, standing the whole time, except on my lunch break, instead of eating lunch, I fell asleep in this really comfy office chair...best time...
Actually, no, the best time came when my friend Patrick came to pick me up for our 'date.'
Not a real one, understand, we just didn't want to be alone on Valentine's.
So we went and saw "Last Chance Harvey" which we both feel we've seen before, though we haven't really, so there must be something about the story-line, but the only other movie I can think of is an old Carey Grant movie, and that's not his style, so he prolly hasn't seen it...
But, no, the movie wasn't the best time, although it was good, funny, if it took awhile to get into.
No, the best time was on the way to it, when Patrick let me drive his truck. It's a stick-shift. And I did AWESOME!!! Okay, so he only let me drive halfway before he made me pull into a gas station, but it honestly made my day...
And then he bought me a chocolate frosty afterward.
Chocolate ice cream is the way to my heart, haha...
Afterward, we came back home and watched this movie called "Crank" but we didn't really watch, or I didn't, at least, because after the full shift I pulled...
(Plus, I almost forgot, JAY IS HOME!!! He came home late last night, and I stayed up for that, and it's awesome, I think I have pictures somewhere...)
Well, anyway, I was really tired, so I practically fell asleep on top of him...
But it was still a pretty good v-day, better than I'd expected, and really, what more can I ask for?
Sunday's Stats
Today, Jay actually went to church with us.
Apparently he got into the habit in boot camp and he likes it.
(YAY!!!)
And he was in his dress blues and everyone kept coming up to him, thanking him for serving, asking what his plans were now that boot camp's over, etc, etc, etc...
The rest of us dressed up, too, but he obviously took the prize.
I don't mind...
Today is my day off...
I have nothing to do but clean...
So I will...
I need to clear off my piano...
And I think I might have to shop for a few things, but that's up and down...
Monday Monday Appears Again...
Bank this morning.
(Over one hundred deposited, and I wonder where I've been keeping it??)
And then two jobs, one after the other...
I'm pretty good at it, but I'm finding it's less and less stimulating as I go on.
Not that I don't enjoy it while I'm there, no...
It's just that it's been slow lately, so there's nothing to stimulate my brain.
But I'm good at what I do, and that's pretty cool, nothing to complain about there.
I really do love Mondays...
I just feel bored right now...
But MJ and I are reading a book together (that is, I read out loud while she listens) and it's getting pretty good, really funny, and I can't remember laughing this much ever...
What time is it?
Last I checked...
Saturday, Midnight.
Wonder what's happening?
Happy Un-Anniversary Tuesday!!
So today, if Bryant and I had stuck together, we'd be celebrating three years...
That's pretty amazing...
Though not as much as the fact that I'm still stuck on that date...
Anyone know where I can get my brain erased?
Anyway, so today, I really wanted to get off work early (both jobs again) because the bank closes at eight and since work gets off at seven, well, I'd like to go over there, deposit my tips for the day (they're getting better, by the way), and then run through my friend Mike's aisle and maybe buy some gum just so I can talk to him.
That's pretty much the only time I see him.
And since I was gone awhile, it's BEEN awhile.
But it got busy, I had to stay and sweep and mop and make sure everything looks just right...
So I got off at five to and instead simply went next-door to Angeno's to eat the Tuesday Night Special...
SPAGHETTI!!!
Which is all good fun, but still, I was slightly disappointed...
So my friend Patrick was moving a bunch of Mazda 3s (or something like that?) today.
Apparently not a cool car.
I could have told you that just by the fact it's a Mazda.
But, even being a Chevy fan as I am, I'm aware that every now and then the other companies make pretty awesome cars.
Not so this one.
At least according to Patrick.
Which is good enough for me...
Sometimes I wish we could talk about things other than cars, though...
What a Wacky Wednesday
So this morning, about three am-ish, I woke up screaming.
Not from a dream, though I faintly recall weirdness there.
No, it's because I had the biggest ear-ache I've ever had.
And I tried to ignore it at first, because I thought it was part of the dream, but it kept growing and growing and so I had to wake up, and I couldn't help but scream.
Just once, actually, and then I reverted to crying.
But I noticed almost immediately that my thoughts turned to HIM.
As if I can't have pain without him being there.
And I thought to myself, no wonder, you've never had any pain since the breakup that wasn't without him being there.
(In my thoughts, I mean.)
But once I got there, I couldn't go back.
That is, I couldn't disassociate him from the pain.
Which made it worse, actually.
Added to that, I couldn't find any ibuprofen or tylenol and so I had to wake up Mom.
She didn't complain, and she took my apology very nicely, but I still felt bad.
But she gave me some pills --advil, actually-- and some oiled cotton for my ear and sent me back to bed with a hug and a kiss, and I went back to sleep feeling much better.
And then I woke up all freaked out.
Allow me to revert to past occurrences.
I have freaky dreams.
Weird dreams.
Funky dreams.
Strange dreams.
Pointless dreams.
The list goes on...
And, since the breakup (or even before, if I'm completely honest --think PURPLE wedding dress), all these dreams have had something to do with James.
~can't hit me for saying his name Jess, cuz I'm not at your house!~
But I never tell people that, I simply say I had a nightmare, because I'm not supposed to be thinking about him, so that's the only classification I can give it.
This morning, though, I had a REAL nightmare.
With James in it.
I won't go into too much detail here, but what it comes down to is, I was about to die, and James didn't care enough to save me.
Needless to say, I wasn't happy when I woke up.
But thank God for friends who call at random times, because less than a minute after I woke up, my girlfriend Shonda called and ranted about what's going on in her life, so I was distracted from mine.
But anyway, my point is, up til now, life was seeming to go better.
I started off bad on Friday, but it was better, and I wasn't trying as hard to smile, and I was doing okay, if I was maybe a little bored...
Now I'm back to square one.
Damnit.
Today is Thursday
Back to present day.
Hope you didn't fall asleep while reading all that.
I'm off to a friend's today, watching movies, cooking, whatever, but before I go, I've got a little newsflash that I don't think my Mom has told you...
Katey is officially home-schooled, as of today.
And I get to help.
:)
Rock on, huh?
Love to you all...
(And I'll try to keep it one day at a time from now on)
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