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So, by now most have realized that I've recently split with Jody, my serious boyfriend of over a year. At this point, I'm going to refrain from griping incoherently, but I'd like to revisit the issues for our breakup at a later date when I can discuss them more logically.
One thing I've learned already is that just when you're feeling down, there ARE people who will help you out. People have been coming out of the woodwork to express feelings of support and offer to take me out. I love you ALL. It's been a big help. The day of the true split, I called up Jody's best friend Nicole, who I'd very much like to make MY best friend, and flat out asked her if I could come over. She immediately opened up her apartment to me, and even took me out to eat hibachi/sushi at our favorite Japanese place. It was a super pick-me up and was really needed. Mutual friend of Jody and Nicole's, Jamie Blackburn, is hosting a party, and made a point of calling and inviting me specifically, without mentioning anything about the breakup. People on on facebook and LJ who haven't seen me in person in months are emailing with messages of support and invitations to go out and have fun. I SUPER appreciate it.
Although it's sucky, it actually happened at a fairly good time, as I'll be super busy with work for the next several months. It will absorb my life while I rebound. I'm currently on my first-ever business trip, although it's only an hour away, and I'm staying at the Seelback Hilton in Louisville for USEF's Annual Board Meeting. I'll be here Wednesday through Sunday. The hotel is very nice, very old-world feel. We get fed and liquored at several company functions, and though we bust our collective asses during the day working, we party really hard at night. I've met legends in the horse world in person now, and they're all super casual and really fun-loving. I have to remember to buy David O'Connor a drink tonight. David-fucking-O'Connor, people!! Olympic gold medalist!!
I have to laugh at myself, though. The night before I left, I was so obsessed with packing all my super-professional business clothes, I packed not a single pair of pajamas. Not a pair of jeans or sweats, not even a simple t-shirt. I'd have been sleeping in the nude if Leigh Ann, who is Director of Competition Dates, and the same level as my direct boss, hadn't loaned me out a tank top. Of course, she is rooming with me, so it did save her from being blinded by my fish belly pale topless self. I didn't even lay out to tan once all summer!
One thing I've learned already is that just when you're feeling down, there ARE people who will help you out. People have been coming out of the woodwork to express feelings of support and offer to take me out. I love you ALL. It's been a big help. The day of the true split, I called up Jody's best friend Nicole, who I'd very much like to make MY best friend, and flat out asked her if I could come over. She immediately opened up her apartment to me, and even took me out to eat hibachi/sushi at our favorite Japanese place. It was a super pick-me up and was really needed. Mutual friend of Jody and Nicole's, Jamie Blackburn, is hosting a party, and made a point of calling and inviting me specifically, without mentioning anything about the breakup. People on on facebook and LJ who haven't seen me in person in months are emailing with messages of support and invitations to go out and have fun. I SUPER appreciate it.
Although it's sucky, it actually happened at a fairly good time, as I'll be super busy with work for the next several months. It will absorb my life while I rebound. I'm currently on my first-ever business trip, although it's only an hour away, and I'm staying at the Seelback Hilton in Louisville for USEF's Annual Board Meeting. I'll be here Wednesday through Sunday. The hotel is very nice, very old-world feel. We get fed and liquored at several company functions, and though we bust our collective asses during the day working, we party really hard at night. I've met legends in the horse world in person now, and they're all super casual and really fun-loving. I have to remember to buy David O'Connor a drink tonight. David-fucking-O'Connor, people!! Olympic gold medalist!!
I have to laugh at myself, though. The night before I left, I was so obsessed with packing all my super-professional business clothes, I packed not a single pair of pajamas. Not a pair of jeans or sweats, not even a simple t-shirt. I'd have been sleeping in the nude if Leigh Ann, who is Director of Competition Dates, and the same level as my direct boss, hadn't loaned me out a tank top. Of course, she is rooming with me, so it did save her from being blinded by my fish belly pale topless self. I didn't even lay out to tan once all summer!