A little rest for the weary
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I gained .7lbs this week. Not to bad, not good either though. My excuse this week for the gain is all the eating out. I have been out to eat three times since Monday. It�s really hard to stick with a salad when there are so many good REAL food choices. I�m getting taken out to eat again today by the old co-workers. Oh and again tonight by this Young Buck (details about him later). I will be happy when all this eating out comes to a halt so I can get back on track. B and I had a good talk the other day. Things with us are still up in the air, but really, that is nothing new. I feel like I am being sucked into the same emotional cycle that I am constantly in with J-mac. I�m not sure how to stop the cycle. Lord knows I don�t want to be in it. But stepping away from something that has so much good potential is not easy. It happens every time, just when I have made up my mind to move past B, we talk and things are good and I get drawn into him again. Frustrating, but I have not figured out how to keep from getting sucked in. Yesterday was one of those days. I got a late start. Took a few more minutes than I was supposed to take climbing out of bed. I have been tired all week and really needed a few extra hours of sleep. Five minutes into my commute, I realized that I was going to be really late and I just did not have the mental capacity to fight my way through traffic for 30 minutes. So, ten minutes before I was supposed to be at work I called expressing grief over this headache and scratchy throat that I had. It was not all fabrication. Just thinking about 30 minutes of traffic made my head hurt and my throat was a little dry and itchy. Truth is I just needed some more rest. So I called in sick. Took me a nice nap. Got up and went for a drive. During the drive, I ended up here. I left the outlets with some really cute black Nine West boots. I continued my drive. The new Jill Scott blaring through the speakers in my car and a tank full of gas was plenty of motivation to keep me moving. I drove, not knowing where I was going. But I had an idea of where I might end up. I have a fairly good sense of direction. And just as I predicted, I ended up near my Mom�s job. I stopped in to visit with her. And like all proud parents, she decided to take me around and show me off. She does it every time. I just smile politely, shake hands and be cordial. After hanging with Mom for a couple of hours, I continued my drive. When I made it home some 70 miles later, I walked in the door with my new boots, two pairs of sandals, some adorable black sling backs, two new shirts, a pair of jeans, some cute jewelry and adorable jeweled hair ties and $250.00 or so worth of damage to my checking account. I didn�t get what I set out to get, which was something cute for the party tomorrow night. I also have not completely come to grips with the unexpected shopping spree, when I finally come to, I will likely take something back. Deciding what stays and what goes will be the tricky part. |
1:51 p.m. || October 08, 2004 |
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