Dana, I just woke up from a nap. I am planning to go to uptown morning parades tomorrow, then run errands on the Westbank. If it rains Monday, as it looks to do, I may be off that day. Won't know until that morning, though.
Where in the city are you staying?
Hey, she's an ex, not a current, right? But still, yeah.
Yeah. She broke up with him to date someone else, who then treated her like crap. So it's impressive that they've stayed friends.
And go you for body pride. I'm sure you were freaking hot as hell.
I felt pretty good. It really is amazing how much better I feel about how my body looks now compared to high school, when I was 30 lbs lighter.
Thanks for the input on NuvaRing, and the link! I'll look into it.
Yeah, I weighed about 25 pounds less in high school than I do now, and thought I was fat. Sigh.
I know! I had a tiny little belly, and I was so ashamed of it. Lord.
Yeah, I thought I was fat my whole life and hated myself for my tiny little belly. Now I really am fat, and I like myself. Go figure.
So I got a call at 6pm, we're coming into town, let's go eat, we'll be there at 7. So I got dressed up, a little, you know, clean clothes and lipstick. 7:15, another call, oh we have to do this and that first, we'll be there at 8. So I'm sitting here in nice clothes, gathering cat hair, haven't eaten, and not expecting to see them until about 9. I'd be annoyed, but this is how things usually go with my family. Dinner will be nice as long as my niece doesn't drink too much and suddenly explode in a self-righteous paranoid fit, which is what happens about 80% of the time we go out with her. I love my niece, but I wish she'd get therapy. Honestly, I was looking forward to a quiet night in.
I hate waiting. I can't do anything ELSE while I'm waiting. Nothing productive that requires thought, anyway. Dammit. Don't know why it bugs me, I got nothing done all day long, all on my own.
I hate waiting. I can't do anything ELSE while I'm waiting.
It sucks to be stuck in limbo like that. All dressed up with nowhere to go.
I've worked my butt off all day! I blame you slackers. Trying to convince DH to call it a day and go eat dinner. Construction stuff at house we hope to sell soon.
Laura, I'm sorry if I missed your updates, but what's up with your house? Is the bank making you sell?
Can I rail and whine for a minute? I didn't know my sister was coming into town this weekend. If I had known, I would have worked harder to get a bunch of things done. She's so much more energetic than I am; she gets more done in a week than I get done in a month. When she comes to visit, I get a lot of projects finished up, and that's great - except I feel like such a shiftless worm, that I can't seem to do jack shit when she's not around. And when she is around, I'm completely exhausted by the end of the day with her! I wanted to finish painting the two rooms I'm working on before she saw them, and I've done next to nothing on it, and I've told her she can't come in my house because it's a wreck (and it is). I should have cleaned house and painted today, but I sat around in a brain fog and did nothing instead. So now I'm angry. With them for showing up unexpectedly, with myself for not having done everything I wanted to do, and with the damn noisy rude neighbors across the road because fuck them.
They were supposed to be here at 7, then 8, then 8:30. It's now 8:45. I expected to be waiting until 9, and now it's probably going to be 9:15. Did I mention I haven't eaten? Dammit.
I'm in tech until 7 tonight then I need to run to another theatre for a bit. Tomorrow I'm in tech from Noon to 10 PM. Weekend? What?