Music: Shogun- "Amplify"
12:30am and way too late for me to be up.
I am not ready to go back to work. More like my arm hasn't had enough time to heal for me to go back to work. I can deal with whatever else (aaand I just opened up a can of worms), just please let me find a good machine! Grrrrr.
It's been a productive week. Monday I was so tired I couldn't see straight. I spent most of the day and night blissfully chained to my bed, watching whatever caught my attention on TV. I did get to meet with a friend for lunch, and was happy to see her again. We had a nice chat and caught up on each other's lives. Tuesday I finally decided I'd healed enough from the last round of torture, and called the dentist and made my next appointment. The next step! My time is running down, as I still need to schedule the surgery and be sure to get the vacation time so I can get it done. Our peak season is literally right around the corner. Seems like we just had this....
My mom and I spent the day together, looking in stores, and I took her out to eat (a late Mother's Day present). We had a good time. Weather wasn't on my side, so no swimming for me. Middle of June, and the weather sucks. But yet...there's no global warming......
Later that night, after my friends told me they were bailing on our trip the next day, I wanted to decline as well. Every single time we try to get together, something comes up it seems. I understand some friends' situations, but then I get the last-minute 'oh, by the way..' excuses from others. My girlfriend was mad, and I was upset. I get the suspicion that someone wasn't honest on their part, and that angers me. I didn't bring this up with my girl friend. You don't want to go, say you don't want to go, simple as that. I even told my girl friend I no longer wanted to go since no one else was coming. But, after doing some thinking, I asked myself 'so, what's YOUR excuse?' I decided if my girl friend was still going to the mall, hell, I should go, and have fun. Maybe it was anxiety from our last (in my case, failed) trip out there, who knows. So I messaged her back after an hour and said I still wanted to go. I needed to get out of the house, and I felt bad for her going by herself, especially these days. Everyone else will miss out.
So she and I went to the mall, and had a much better experience this time around. No bitchy people. We shopped and I even found some stuff, which surprised me. She and I had a blast, laughing and talking and catching up on events and people. We walked the entire mall. We stopped to grab a bite to eat on the way back, and sat and talked and laughed and stuffed ourselves silly. It was a blast. When we got back to my house, she even set up my messenger so we could have a new toy to play with. I love that kid to death. I just wish everyone else hadn't bailed.
I still have a lot to do before the end of the night. Time is running down fast. I feel rushed, like there is a weight back on my shoulders. The anxiety is starting to creep back in, and I'm not sure how to handle it. One day at a time......
I'll come back strong, like I always do.
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