Ordinary Day. in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

Though I basically woke in the middle of the night (still just barely jetlagged), I tried to sleep as best I could until 5. Got up and showered and screwed around until 7:30ish. Decided to run to the store to buy a pack of smokes (ugh) and then made the decision to see if the cutie was at Starbucks this morning. But of course. Did I tell you that his name is Sam? I think I’m crushing hard. And I think it’s very obvious. I don’t even know if he has a girlfriend or if he’s married or gay…or even if he’s interested. But he’s definitely shy, and he’s definitely warming up to me. He actually started the conversation today and smiled that darling, dimply smile, and I felt that melty thing happen. And it was a nice way to start the day.

I prayed for patience on the way to work this morning. My boss, a.k.a. “The Dick” (as of late) started out rather cockish this morning and called me into a meeting first thing. We started talking about some of the stuff that I argued with him about while we were in Belgium, and then he joked to some other people by saying, “Yeah, I really pissed [Ginger] off the other day…” and then tried to laugh it off. I just looked at him like, you dickhead. But then remained calm and suggested some small solutions and then e-mailed him a huge recap of our meeting, and now he’s all in love with me again. That doesn’t mean this shit is over. Nor does it mean I’ve won the battle by any means. But I hope it means that he’ll stop being a pud for a while.

Briefly talked to Best Bud this morning. I started in on the shit that’s been going down at work, talking 90 to nothing, trying to dump it all out in one big clump. I finally stopped to take a breath and ask her how she’s doing. She started out by telling me about the staff issues that she’s having and all the reviews that she’s working on and blah, blah, blah. And then right in the middle of that she casually said, “Oh yeah, and Rob and I finally agreed to file for divorce…”

And of course, I was immediately called into another meeting so I had to cut the conversation right then and there. I need to call her again in a few. She’s kinda gone off the deep end because she’s in love with this other guy and they’re already talking about spending the rest of their lives together and I feel like I need to be the voice of reason right about now. It was almost okay when they were just fooling around…almost. But I don’t think he’s right for her as a partner. No. Not at all. Oh. This is not good.

The rest of the workday flew by. And even though I could have stayed in the office all night trying to catch up with my e-mails, I decided to leave at 6:00 and go to the gym. For sanity’s sake. I haven’t been to the sports conditioning class in like eight months. And yeah, it kicked my ass. But damn, did I feel good! I surprised myself by getting through it so easily. I suppose that not carrying around that extra 15 pounds might have something to do with it. Nice.

I feel like I’m forgetting to write something here. But I can’t remember what. So I think I’ll close and call Best Bud now.