The post I didn't make yesterday
So yeah. This week hasn't been the best. But what have I been doing to try to get my mind off things?
Tuesday, I worked in purchasing. I also preordered the new Harry Potter book, felt like shit, then got kind of drunk to go watch Harry Potter at midnight. It was pretty good, nothing I'd necessarily see again in theaters, but even so. We came back to Mark's and I passed out till it was time for work.
Wednesday, more work in purchasing, although my work day was definitely cut short. I went straight to Mark's and stayed there until I figured I'd rather hide my mopey mood by going home. Dan came over and we watched some of Margaret Cho while eating burritos. I talked a lot about what was going on, and eventually wore myself out with crying and went to sleep.
Thursday... work, again. Orientations. I'll say this for myself, I tend to get emotional during conversations and after they're over I think of all the stuff I wish I would have remembered to say. Towards the end things became more clear for me, and the pain I was feeling definitely started to go away.
Then, it was back to Mark's, where we went to go to Chic Fil A where I ate too much to make up for my not eating much at all lately. Then we schlepped to Hillcrest so that Mark could check on his application for this internet cafe. Then back to his house where we made more ice cream in a bag (yes, ice cream in a bag, it's awesome). Lily came over along with Taylor and we sat around outside trying to build a fire in the fire pit out of yard waste, old wood, and tissues. Once we got the fire going we sat around just talking until we decided to go get donuts and pick up Yvette. From there, more conversations until we started watching Dead Mary (worst movie I've seen lately). I fell asleep for about 30 minutes until the movie was over and everyone started leaving. After my nap I definitely wasn't sleepy anymore so Dan and I made pancakes and Mac 'n beef and then cleaned Mark's kitchen.
Cleaning is definitely therapeutic for me, and cleared my head.
Hence, this morning's 2 AM post, which actually took me about an hour to type out.
At around 3 I wandered around the living room and eventually fell asleep around 4 only to wake up at 5 and hurriedly take a shower and struggle to find some clothes to wear to work.
Work was boring. I made it through about 3 hours and then ran out of things to do. I left and went straight to the Dodge dealer to get an oil change. While waiting for someone to pick me up, they call back to tell me that there are 3 open recalls on my truck. Do I want them fixed today? Yeah, sure, not like I have anything better to do. Nowhere to drive, no one to see. Meanwhile Dan comes over, we go get L&L, eat, and I crash out while we watched Bewitched because I'm friggin' sleep deprived. After I finally could rouse myself from my perpetual state of lethargy, we went to Plaza Bonita, played some games, then to Best Buy where Dan bought a friggin' 80 GB iPod... craziness. Then to Walmart where I bought a fan for my room. It's just too friggin' hot around here.
So after that, we came back to my house and Dan fooled around with his iPod and I cleaned my room. He left to go play basketball about an hour and a half ago and since then I've eaten some ice cream, crocheted a little, downloaded some chick music and watched some TV.
Meanwhile, I have no transport because it's still at the dealer and will be there until tomorrow morning at the soonest. I'm upset because I left all my stuff in my truck, including my good laptop, Sims 2, iPod, DS, everything that could possibly entertain me right now. But again, don't exactly need my truck right now. Oh well.
Honestly after yesterday and this morning, just thinking a lot and getting everything out, I feel a lot better about everything. Not to suggest things are ideal. But. Progress is progress.
So my plans for the rest of the evening? Take a shower, leave this on to download music, and crawl into bed. Some necessary time to rest and be by myself, and for the first time, not want to cry so much the second there's nothing else to think about but about how the way things are.
Tuesday, I worked in purchasing. I also preordered the new Harry Potter book, felt like shit, then got kind of drunk to go watch Harry Potter at midnight. It was pretty good, nothing I'd necessarily see again in theaters, but even so. We came back to Mark's and I passed out till it was time for work.
Wednesday, more work in purchasing, although my work day was definitely cut short. I went straight to Mark's and stayed there until I figured I'd rather hide my mopey mood by going home. Dan came over and we watched some of Margaret Cho while eating burritos. I talked a lot about what was going on, and eventually wore myself out with crying and went to sleep.
Thursday... work, again. Orientations. I'll say this for myself, I tend to get emotional during conversations and after they're over I think of all the stuff I wish I would have remembered to say. Towards the end things became more clear for me, and the pain I was feeling definitely started to go away.
Then, it was back to Mark's, where we went to go to Chic Fil A where I ate too much to make up for my not eating much at all lately. Then we schlepped to Hillcrest so that Mark could check on his application for this internet cafe. Then back to his house where we made more ice cream in a bag (yes, ice cream in a bag, it's awesome). Lily came over along with Taylor and we sat around outside trying to build a fire in the fire pit out of yard waste, old wood, and tissues. Once we got the fire going we sat around just talking until we decided to go get donuts and pick up Yvette. From there, more conversations until we started watching Dead Mary (worst movie I've seen lately). I fell asleep for about 30 minutes until the movie was over and everyone started leaving. After my nap I definitely wasn't sleepy anymore so Dan and I made pancakes and Mac 'n beef and then cleaned Mark's kitchen.
Cleaning is definitely therapeutic for me, and cleared my head.
Hence, this morning's 2 AM post, which actually took me about an hour to type out.
At around 3 I wandered around the living room and eventually fell asleep around 4 only to wake up at 5 and hurriedly take a shower and struggle to find some clothes to wear to work.
Work was boring. I made it through about 3 hours and then ran out of things to do. I left and went straight to the Dodge dealer to get an oil change. While waiting for someone to pick me up, they call back to tell me that there are 3 open recalls on my truck. Do I want them fixed today? Yeah, sure, not like I have anything better to do. Nowhere to drive, no one to see. Meanwhile Dan comes over, we go get L&L, eat, and I crash out while we watched Bewitched because I'm friggin' sleep deprived. After I finally could rouse myself from my perpetual state of lethargy, we went to Plaza Bonita, played some games, then to Best Buy where Dan bought a friggin' 80 GB iPod... craziness. Then to Walmart where I bought a fan for my room. It's just too friggin' hot around here.
So after that, we came back to my house and Dan fooled around with his iPod and I cleaned my room. He left to go play basketball about an hour and a half ago and since then I've eaten some ice cream, crocheted a little, downloaded some chick music and watched some TV.
Meanwhile, I have no transport because it's still at the dealer and will be there until tomorrow morning at the soonest. I'm upset because I left all my stuff in my truck, including my good laptop, Sims 2, iPod, DS, everything that could possibly entertain me right now. But again, don't exactly need my truck right now. Oh well.
Honestly after yesterday and this morning, just thinking a lot and getting everything out, I feel a lot better about everything. Not to suggest things are ideal. But. Progress is progress.
So my plans for the rest of the evening? Take a shower, leave this on to download music, and crawl into bed. Some necessary time to rest and be by myself, and for the first time, not want to cry so much the second there's nothing else to think about but about how the way things are.