Why do I do this?
I just spent the last week housesitting for a friend from work.
I swear by all that is holy, I am never going to housesit for anyone. Ever.
Let's see what went wrong:
their computer decided it didn't like me and stopped working.
their bird died
yeah. only 2 things...but I think those 2 things are pretty high on the list. I felt so bad about the bird dying I had a hard time sleeping for 2 days. I think i've gotten about 7 hours of sleep since Saturday morning. At least they're not mad. We're all pretty sure the bird was older then they thought and he had been acting weird before they left.
but why did he have to go and croak on my watch?
So anyhow...I had an apartment to myself and complete control of the dvd player and remote control. So what did I do? I tortured myself with chick flicks. I watched My Big Fat Greek Wedding, Notting Hill, Return to Me and While You Were Sleeping.
Yeah. I'm a fucking glutton for punishment. All I did was watch these movies and cry. Then I start thinking about being alone and so I start feeling sorry for myself and cry some more.
yeah, I know. I'm stupid. But look at what I have to work with? I'm 36, soon to be 37. I'm single. Incredibly single. No prospects in sight. I should just learn to deal and get over it.
I've been thinking about emailing David and just getting everything off my chest. How I regret inviting him out here, regret ever telling him how I felt. If I hadn't, maybe we'd still talk. But we don't. I haven't seen him on MSN in months. He doesn't call. The last time I called he didn't sound all that enthused to be talking to me hence no more phone calls on my part.
but I miss him. a lot. He was my friend first and that friendship got screwed up. That's really what I regret most in all of this.