Two parter
Yesterday::
I am so not a party girl. I hate clubs. I hate the club scene. I hate people who frequent clubs. Nonetheless, last night, I found myself lodged between a neon-pink-lit bar and a crowd of overly-made-up sweaty people, sipping a $9 cocktail. The things I do in the name of business.
I stumbled home at 4 and immediately washed the stink off me. I still feel gross.
Went for my laser eye consultation today. My eyes are still wonky from the drops they put in. I don't think I'll be able to have the surgery at this time. My perscription being what it is, the procedure will cost $4000. I absolutely don't have that chunk of change just lying around.
But good to know I am eligible, and if I start saving now, I'll be able to afford it in about 60 years...and by then I'll be too old to care.
Work isn't ideal these days, but I've picked up some interesting gigs, which are tiding me over until I figure out what to do with myself.
Half the battle with me these days is that I don't really know what I want. That could be said for a lot of aspects of my life.
Today:
Had a long talk with Craig last night about the road we found ourselves headed down. Decided that the current situation is making us both crazy, and it's just not to be. Not right now. So we decided between us that we need to close that chapter of our lives, with respect and some semblance of dignity and understanding. I felt for the first time in a long time that we're finally on the same page.
Overall, I feel good. Not shit-burstingly happy....but I feel like things are finally coming to some sort of homeostasis.
I'll take it. No questions asked. I will take 'doing ok' any day over tears and drama.
I am so not a party girl. I hate clubs. I hate the club scene. I hate people who frequent clubs. Nonetheless, last night, I found myself lodged between a neon-pink-lit bar and a crowd of overly-made-up sweaty people, sipping a $9 cocktail. The things I do in the name of business.
I stumbled home at 4 and immediately washed the stink off me. I still feel gross.
Went for my laser eye consultation today. My eyes are still wonky from the drops they put in. I don't think I'll be able to have the surgery at this time. My perscription being what it is, the procedure will cost $4000. I absolutely don't have that chunk of change just lying around.
But good to know I am eligible, and if I start saving now, I'll be able to afford it in about 60 years...and by then I'll be too old to care.
Work isn't ideal these days, but I've picked up some interesting gigs, which are tiding me over until I figure out what to do with myself.
Half the battle with me these days is that I don't really know what I want. That could be said for a lot of aspects of my life.
Today:
Had a long talk with Craig last night about the road we found ourselves headed down. Decided that the current situation is making us both crazy, and it's just not to be. Not right now. So we decided between us that we need to close that chapter of our lives, with respect and some semblance of dignity and understanding. I felt for the first time in a long time that we're finally on the same page.
Overall, I feel good. Not shit-burstingly happy....but I feel like things are finally coming to some sort of homeostasis.
I'll take it. No questions asked. I will take 'doing ok' any day over tears and drama.