I’m drawing a blank right now.
Sometimes I wish I could turn into the “old me” and post a rate-a-date or something equally exciting.
I wish I could just settle into my relationship. Grrrr has another great analogy about airplanes when they just take off and the turbulence as they punch through that layer of clouds. You know. There are bumps and air pockets and if you’re anything like me you are constantly looking out the window to see what’s going on. And sometimes you fly through this blue, blue smooth area and it feels like aaaaaah, yeah! This is great! …until you hit another pocket of clouds. And see, that’s what is getting me through right now. Because I’ve flown enough times to know what happens next: you burst through the clouds and it’s smooooooth sailing! And oh yes, I KNOW that there are times of turbulence even high above the clouds. And sometimes even the flight attendants must sit down and fasten their seatbelts. Yes, I’m STILL a nervous flyer. But I’m not as scared as I used to be.
On tap for today: work! But not just that. My area is actually doing a post-Thanksgiving holiday get-together at 3:00. All 14 of us are heading out of the office to get mani/pedis!! That’s right!! And it’s TOP SECRET, so shhhhhh. We even have a secret code for it: bowling. Yeah, that’s right, it’s our annual bowling event! I’ve stashed a bottle of pink champagne in my extra large handbag and I’m toting it right into the office! Ohhhhhh! What a wonderful covert operation!
The only suckage about the whole thing is that I have to leave at 5 to go to my therapy appointment. Bluh. I’ve sucked at the meditation assignment. I mean, I am still working on it, but its slow going. I consider writing in the mornings more a meditation than anything else. So I’ll tell him that.
Then I have to scurry home because we’re hosting Grrrr’s colleague at our place tonight. I think the weather will cooperate so Grrrr’s going to grill steaks. Yummmmmmmmm. But I have to watch it. I find when I eat too much in the evening I notice it directly on the scale the next morning. Should be fun, though. I like this guy because he thinks I’m pretty and gives Grrrr such a hard time: “How did YOU wind up with a SUPERMODEL???!!!”
Gotta love that shit!
Okay. Time’s up! I have to admit that I’ve really liked writing every day. Maybe I’ll just have to keep this up for a while!
Off to blow out the hair–supermodel style!!
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