Good, Bad, Good, Bad...
So here goes the weekend summary:
Friday, very good. Went out and got lot's of shopping done. Made dinner that night and enjoyed good company and a good wine, always a nice combination. Friday night I didn't go with what I had had planned (didn't really have an option as I was ordered) but still had a very good evening.
Saturday day - Baaaaaaaad. Was very pissed off and anti-social. The only good thing about this time was the Cats won and even that wasn't as good as it should've been.
Saturday evening/night - Saved. Luckily ended up decided to go to dinner with Bryce, Joe, Matt, and Leslie and managed to cheer up enough that I felt like being around people for the party. Good sign. Party was very good too. I had a blast. Got Lindsey (neighbor) down here to play flip cup, decided that she's one of the most fun people to play against personally cause you can make every single round a challenge. Even got a prolonged head scratching that night. Of course I also got groped many times (no this was not by the same person that did the head scratching). Good night. Yay. Some bad shit happened but fall out from it was not bad and so did not cancel out the good of the party.
Sunday - Bad. Today kinda started low and never got back up. Lot's of stuff I was looking forward to doing and really just about none of it actually happened. Lone bright spots of the day were Charlie coming over to watch Pirates (only plan that actually worked out today) and the Bible Study I just did to try to get back in a functionning mood. Talked to Betsy for the first time in a long time but by this point I was already so pissed/frustrated/disappointed that it really just didn't help. It's not even really anyone's fault, just shit happening that can't be helped. I absolutely hate getting my hopes up for stuff and then it not working out. I hate the impotent feeling that goes along with it when it happens for reasons completely out of control and there's not even anyone to be mad at. Pretty much I hate being pissed off and not being able to do anything to make it better. Sucks. Gonna stop whining and get off here now though.
Sidenote but this is not a wanting pity post or trying to make anyone feel guilty. Like I said, it's not anyone's fault and no one can really do anything about it. Just in that frustrated upset disappointed and so pissed off state.
Friday, very good. Went out and got lot's of shopping done. Made dinner that night and enjoyed good company and a good wine, always a nice combination. Friday night I didn't go with what I had had planned (didn't really have an option as I was ordered) but still had a very good evening.
Saturday day - Baaaaaaaad. Was very pissed off and anti-social. The only good thing about this time was the Cats won and even that wasn't as good as it should've been.
Saturday evening/night - Saved. Luckily ended up decided to go to dinner with Bryce, Joe, Matt, and Leslie and managed to cheer up enough that I felt like being around people for the party. Good sign. Party was very good too. I had a blast. Got Lindsey (neighbor) down here to play flip cup, decided that she's one of the most fun people to play against personally cause you can make every single round a challenge. Even got a prolonged head scratching that night. Of course I also got groped many times (no this was not by the same person that did the head scratching). Good night. Yay. Some bad shit happened but fall out from it was not bad and so did not cancel out the good of the party.
Sunday - Bad. Today kinda started low and never got back up. Lot's of stuff I was looking forward to doing and really just about none of it actually happened. Lone bright spots of the day were Charlie coming over to watch Pirates (only plan that actually worked out today) and the Bible Study I just did to try to get back in a functionning mood. Talked to Betsy for the first time in a long time but by this point I was already so pissed/frustrated/disappointed that it really just didn't help. It's not even really anyone's fault, just shit happening that can't be helped. I absolutely hate getting my hopes up for stuff and then it not working out. I hate the impotent feeling that goes along with it when it happens for reasons completely out of control and there's not even anyone to be mad at. Pretty much I hate being pissed off and not being able to do anything to make it better. Sucks. Gonna stop whining and get off here now though.
Sidenote but this is not a wanting pity post or trying to make anyone feel guilty. Like I said, it's not anyone's fault and no one can really do anything about it. Just in that frustrated upset disappointed and so pissed off state.