Did I really just get through that?
I bought a car. (2009 Kia Rio with 18k miles still under warranty and at a very good price. It's not a cool fun car by any stretch of the imagination but it's sturdy, gently used, and it GOES places. Unexpectedly sweet radio for some reason. IDK!)
I sold my poor little Suzuki. (Augh, my poor car. Why didn't I treat it better? Andrea! I'm sorry! That car was one of the biggest blessings of my entire life! I always love you for your generosity.)
I just paid all my bills for the month. (I have the first three months of car payments set aside in my savings. I don't have pay my first payment until July 3rd so I have some friggin' time to breathe and figure things out.)
I didn't get fired. (In fact, spent yesterday and today interacting with my vice president and I think it went well. If I can just hit my numbers I might be able to stop feeling terrified every time I come in to work.)
Today is Friday. (Roughest week EVER. Holy shit. Last night was the first time in a week that I got 7 consecutive hours of sleep. But it's over. I have to file some paperwork with the DMV and sort out my warranty registration with Kia, but it's done with.)
My weekend is shaping up to be pretty amazing. (Tonight is wine and cheese. Tomorrow is figure skating and beer. On Sunday the Awesome Boy wants to take me to lunch and then go on a cave tour. He likes rocks and caves you guys. LIKE FOR REAL. My father loved geology and I have a vicarious interest in it thanks to all the books and rocks and memories I grew up with. Ugh. This guy is too good.)
On Wednesday I will still fly out to Denver with jennerose. (For those who don't know I purchased non-refundable tickets weeks before the accident. OOPS. But Denver can be done quite cheaply and I don't even care what we do. If I can just sleep for 8 or 9 hours a night, drink without fear of consequence in the morning, and not have to be at work it's essentially a dream vacation right now.)
Johnny Weir's make up is consistently more fantastic than any make up I've ever had in my life. (Figure skating, you guys, it's awesome. During this shitty week Jeremy Abbot tweeted about skating with his fly down and posed with Meryl Davis for a prom photo, Charlie White went public with the fact that he and Tanith Belbin have been living in sin during the Stars on Ice tour, Evan Lysacek did a Twilight theme on Dancing with the Stars, Stephane Lambiel was arrogant and a little catty on Swiss radio, and Johnny Weir dyed his hair pink. Love.)
Also knock on wood that this isn't speaking too soon.
I sold my poor little Suzuki. (Augh, my poor car. Why didn't I treat it better? Andrea! I'm sorry! That car was one of the biggest blessings of my entire life! I always love you for your generosity.)
I just paid all my bills for the month. (I have the first three months of car payments set aside in my savings. I don't have pay my first payment until July 3rd so I have some friggin' time to breathe and figure things out.)
I didn't get fired. (In fact, spent yesterday and today interacting with my vice president and I think it went well. If I can just hit my numbers I might be able to stop feeling terrified every time I come in to work.)
Today is Friday. (Roughest week EVER. Holy shit. Last night was the first time in a week that I got 7 consecutive hours of sleep. But it's over. I have to file some paperwork with the DMV and sort out my warranty registration with Kia, but it's done with.)
My weekend is shaping up to be pretty amazing. (Tonight is wine and cheese. Tomorrow is figure skating and beer. On Sunday the Awesome Boy wants to take me to lunch and then go on a cave tour. He likes rocks and caves you guys. LIKE FOR REAL. My father loved geology and I have a vicarious interest in it thanks to all the books and rocks and memories I grew up with. Ugh. This guy is too good.)
On Wednesday I will still fly out to Denver with jennerose. (For those who don't know I purchased non-refundable tickets weeks before the accident. OOPS. But Denver can be done quite cheaply and I don't even care what we do. If I can just sleep for 8 or 9 hours a night, drink without fear of consequence in the morning, and not have to be at work it's essentially a dream vacation right now.)
Johnny Weir's make up is consistently more fantastic than any make up I've ever had in my life. (Figure skating, you guys, it's awesome. During this shitty week Jeremy Abbot tweeted about skating with his fly down and posed with Meryl Davis for a prom photo, Charlie White went public with the fact that he and Tanith Belbin have been living in sin during the Stars on Ice tour, Evan Lysacek did a Twilight theme on Dancing with the Stars, Stephane Lambiel was arrogant and a little catty on Swiss radio, and Johnny Weir dyed his hair pink. Love.)
Also knock on wood that this isn't speaking too soon.