The New Year’s Resolution Update is on hiatus until I can get over the debacle that was April. I know I’ve been kinda blowing it off month by month. And having TEN resolutions to update is a good way to make myself feel really shitty on the first of every month. So. Screw it for now. I’m giving myself one resolution for May. And that is to get myself together in some form or fashion. Think. Regroup. Plan. And then execute.
Oh yeah, and to stop being so nice. Guess that makes two.
Wow. Writing that down made me feel better. As if I’ve taken some pressure off of myself! Alrightee then, on with it
Last night’s soiree was actually pretty cool. I’m trying not to give too much away here, but my company is celebrating a significant anniversary this year, and this was a combination charity event and anniversary celebration and to honor the company’s founder and also the current regime. It was really fun to see everyone dressed up all fancy-like.
I started out a little grumpy because we were supposed to be there at 6:15, and Big Boss and Peepers kept me tied up in a meeting until after 6. That meant I had no time to change and pull myself together. Basically, I ran to the bathroom, ripped off my clothes, threw on the dress, slapped on some makeup, ran a comb through my hair and we were off!
There were literally 950 people at this little dinner party. And by the time we got there, the cocktail reception was coming to a close. I stole a beer from behind the bar before we sat down! Believe it or not, the dinner was delicious (at $2500 a seat, one would think it would be orgasmic. But I didn’t plunk down any money it was all our suppliers’ dough), and even though I had to pee in the worst way during the presentations, I held it until the end. I was proper, polite, and very professional.
Until Suzie and I got together afterwards!
Ugh. Of course I knew it would happen. A big group of us went to a bar afterwards. Even Mr. Peepers came out for a little while. Suzie was her usual spunky self, and because we look like sisters (people ask us all the time really the only thing we have in common is our height and our red hair), we play it up to the hilt. Suzie is sooooo flirtatious, and it’s just so contagious. At one point, we flanked a guy who is very, very, VERY well known in our industry and someone snapped a photo while Suz and I both kissed him on the cheek.
And I hung out with Brian, whom I’ve crushed on for years. And once again I told him how much I wish he wasn’t married. And once again, we hugged for longer than we should have. Over and over. Throughout the night.
By 2:15, I was toast. I must’ve left without saying goodbye, because this morning I found a voice mail from a very worried Brian. I called him at 6:15 (which is when I finally noticed the message!) at his hotel, obviously waking him up. He had a 7am meeting!
So here I am once again. Working on a few hours’ sleep. No wonder my brain is so fried by the time I leave this place every night!
Message from Hy on my work voice mail first thing this morning: “Hey good morning. I haven’t talked to you in a few days and I just wanted to call and say hi! I’ll talk to you later on this afternoon, and hopefully be able to say hi to you in person! Bye.”
Can guys just sense it when we’ve given up on them??
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