And so a new beginning from an end...
So day one of being single and so far so good.
If every day can go like this I'll be happy.
I woke up this morning at about 9:30, putzed around on the computer for a little while. Then I went to the bank and got a haircut and a manicure and pedicure compliments of my sympathetic mommy. It was super cool. Then I came home, ate some yummy chicken and mashed potato leftovers for lunch and putzed around for a bit more. Then I retreated to a bed (since MY bed is not quite ready yet I have to use whoever's is available and private) to read some of my book. Well Liz's book. She's a nurse at work. And I'm not ashamed to admit that I am reading "The Notebook." I usually don't want to read sappy stuff like that but, hey, I'm still a girl and I have to get my romance somewhere (since I wasn't and am not and won't be getting any myself). It's actually quite entertaining. I already read the one that the author wrote after it called "The Wedding." That one was super also. In that sappy, cheesy, mushy, gushy, makes you want to puke, girly kinda way. But I digress...
In the process of reading said book I fell asleep at some point. Took a nice nap for a couple hours and woke up at about 7 P.M. to an empty house. I called the Goors but they were not home, called Will just to say hi (yes I am single and he is not my boyfriend but we are actually on great terms and still bestest friends) and talked to him for a little bit. Then I went to visit Cathy at work and saw a long lost acquaintance from Sacred Heart days. Meaning like 7th and 8th grade. Cathy and I made plans for when she gets out so she'll be here in about an hour and 15 minutes. I came home to have a nice quiet dinner of yummy raviolis with my parents and Angelina (as everyone else was absent), picked up Dianne at work and gave her a short little driving lesson. Now I am going to go eat a piece of pumpkin cheesecake and throw a load in the wash and wait for Cathy to get out of work.
I did have one moment on the way home from pampering myself where I heard a song that made me choke up and I almost started to cry. But I have made up my mind firmly to not do that too often and considering the amount I cried yesterday and the day before I decided my eyes needed a break. If I want to cry tomorrow that's ok. Although I probably won't want to because I am actually going to his house to watch the Patriot's game with him so I won't have a reason to cry. And if I do then I'll just make him hug me while I do and then be all happy again.
I hope the rest of my days go like this though. Seldom thinking about it, mind preoccupied by other things, etc.
Here's hoping.
If every day can go like this I'll be happy.
I woke up this morning at about 9:30, putzed around on the computer for a little while. Then I went to the bank and got a haircut and a manicure and pedicure compliments of my sympathetic mommy. It was super cool. Then I came home, ate some yummy chicken and mashed potato leftovers for lunch and putzed around for a bit more. Then I retreated to a bed (since MY bed is not quite ready yet I have to use whoever's is available and private) to read some of my book. Well Liz's book. She's a nurse at work. And I'm not ashamed to admit that I am reading "The Notebook." I usually don't want to read sappy stuff like that but, hey, I'm still a girl and I have to get my romance somewhere (since I wasn't and am not and won't be getting any myself). It's actually quite entertaining. I already read the one that the author wrote after it called "The Wedding." That one was super also. In that sappy, cheesy, mushy, gushy, makes you want to puke, girly kinda way. But I digress...
In the process of reading said book I fell asleep at some point. Took a nice nap for a couple hours and woke up at about 7 P.M. to an empty house. I called the Goors but they were not home, called Will just to say hi (yes I am single and he is not my boyfriend but we are actually on great terms and still bestest friends) and talked to him for a little bit. Then I went to visit Cathy at work and saw a long lost acquaintance from Sacred Heart days. Meaning like 7th and 8th grade. Cathy and I made plans for when she gets out so she'll be here in about an hour and 15 minutes. I came home to have a nice quiet dinner of yummy raviolis with my parents and Angelina (as everyone else was absent), picked up Dianne at work and gave her a short little driving lesson. Now I am going to go eat a piece of pumpkin cheesecake and throw a load in the wash and wait for Cathy to get out of work.
I did have one moment on the way home from pampering myself where I heard a song that made me choke up and I almost started to cry. But I have made up my mind firmly to not do that too often and considering the amount I cried yesterday and the day before I decided my eyes needed a break. If I want to cry tomorrow that's ok. Although I probably won't want to because I am actually going to his house to watch the Patriot's game with him so I won't have a reason to cry. And if I do then I'll just make him hug me while I do and then be all happy again.
I hope the rest of my days go like this though. Seldom thinking about it, mind preoccupied by other things, etc.
Here's hoping.