Feelin’ Good in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

  • March 3, 2011, midnight
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Lately I’ve been feeling the good kind of feelings that all is becoming right with the world.  At least my little world.  You know, there are only so many things that I can control:  my actions, my reactions, my body, my words.   And in the last week, I’ve been feeling something like normalcy in my life again.
 
I think that has a LOT to do with the fact that I’ve started a workout regimen that I can actually find the time to DO.  I’m on Day 11 of the Jillian Michaels 30-day Shred
 
I actually got inspired by two different people in the last month.  One of whom is a fellow diarist I admire very much (and who is kicking ass on the shred—whether she believes it or not!  I love reading about her thoughts while she’s gone through the process…even though she wants to kick JM’s ass) and the other is a woman who just started working at my company.  I knew her from a past business life (my shite-hole of a former employer), and we went to lunch the other day.  She is a pretty, tiny, sweet thing and she told me about how she’s trying to do The Shred. 
 
I’m doing The Shred in the mornings before work.  It’s funny because I was afraid it would cut into my Lovin’ Time with my honey (when he’s in town), but it has just made it more fun!  We get up even earlier (or sometimes in the middle of the night) and have sleepy, dreamy, steamy love—damn, I love that man!! 
 
And 20 minutes a day is very, very do-able.  So I’m on Day 11, which is the first day of Level 2 (three levels, 10 days each).  It is NOT easy, but it’s not super hard either.  I can feel the difference.  I’ve lost a few pounds.  Slow and steady.  I can’t wait until my skinny clothes are fitting again!!  It WILL happen.  Mark my words!
 
Oh, and I left this part out too:  I’m not drinking alcohol for the entire month of March (and the last week of February, too…Day 10 of being on the wagon).  It’s something that SexyPants does every year, and I decided that I’d like to try and do that as well.   I just thought it would be something that we could do together (although he certainly didn’t ask me to do it with him.  I just liked the thought of the challenge).
 
I don’t think I’ve ever gone a month without drinking during my whole drinking career!  And do you know what?  I haven’t missed drinking really at all.  It’s funny, I used to want to have a drink every single evening when I got home from work, but…for some reason I haven’t craved it at all—not even my bubbly.
 
There has only been one night in the last 10 where I wished I was drinking, and that was last Saturday when we went out with Lovely Leah and her husband.  We went out to dinner and even went to a dance club that had a killer band playing.  The club was the part where I probably would have had much more fun with a little booze in my blood.  But it was still a good time, and it was fun to do a “couple-y” thing with my sweet SexyPants.  We’ve normally done things with his BFF and BFF’s wife.  And I love doing that, but it was time to do some things with my friends.
 
Oh, and I think the thing that REALLY sparked me to do this with SexyPants was the after effect of the little gathering he had at his place for his work guys.  See, SexyPants is leading a committee of people from his company on a special project and he had them all fly to [our city] to have a two-day session.  On the first night everyone was in town, SexyPants invited me to join them at his house for a dinner that he was making for them.  Nice, right?
 
So I showed up at around 7:30, and all the guys were finishing their dinner and drinking and shooting the shit.  I really loved the fact that SexyPants invited me to meet everyone, and of course, I’m not one to shy away from a whole group of MEN!!
 
And OH, what flirty men they were!  And OH, what a time I had!!  And rather than being the demure co-hostess that I think SexyPants thought I would be, I became a reveler, spurring and cheering his cohorts on.  I had a fabulous time, but these guys drank SexyPants out of house and home!  The poor guy ran out of ice, beer, wine AND liquor, and I did my very best to help him out in whatever ways I could, but these guys pretty much held me captive while SexyPants did allllll the work!
 
We were playing all kinds of music and the guys took turns dancing and dancing with me in the kitchen.  I was whirled and twirled, and I laughed and laughed and got, well, HAMMERED.
 
He was deeply annoyed when everyone left, and I was drunk and touchy-feely, which annoyed  him even more (NEVER seen SexyPants like this before!).  He was just mad that the “boys” treated his house like they were bar-hopping.  Many of the guys work for him.  I just think he felt disrespected.
 
I felt guilty afterwards, even though I was more or less trying to keep everyone entertained (and vice versa), but I haven’t had a drink since.  And SexyPants explained the whole situation to me, and he and I are totally fine.  There was no argument or fight, but there were kinda tense moments. 
 
Not bad for a Monday night, eh? 
 
I was sick with a cough and a cold and a three-day hangover after that.  Seriously.  It was all I could do to make it to work and just get in bed for the rest of the week.  SexyPants had “boys nights” the rest of the week, and I was actually quite glad.  I rested.
 
I’m becoming much more comfortable with the fact that I’m dating a guy’s guy.  You know, the kind who likes to hang with his buddies and goof around with them while he’s out on business trips and such.  You know why?  Because it seems to make him appreciate me that much more when he comes home.  He is such a sweetheart to me.  He respects the hell out of me.  And he loves the fact that I let him go out and play.  I’m giving him a super long leash as long as he gives me no reason to worry.
 
I am so in love with that man!!  He cracks me up, makes me smile all the time, and showers me with so much affection.  I am seriously in heaven when we’re together.
 
OK.  Gotta roll.  I’m sure I’ll be back with more shizz to spill.  But until then, I love you more than a Kir Royale with a raspberry floating around amidst allllllllll the bubbles!! XO


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