Sunday evening.
Well, this weekend was my first weekend since mid-September without The Scot. How weird it was. I mean, we’ve seen each other via FaceTime at least every weekend for the last 6 months. I miss him and our hilarious talks, but it’s also some relief that the bandaid was ripped off so dramatically because we all know it was going to have to end. I just wish it hadn’t been so cruel and unusual, you know? Like, remember SHIP (Super Hot Icelandic Pilot)? He and I had a brief but steamy love affair and kept in touch frequently for about the same amount of time and he and I are still very friendly and watch each others Facebook feeds, etc. We love to make comments here and there. It’s really quite sweet. So I’m sad that it couldn’t be the same for The Scot and me.
But the Scot wasn’t honest with me, and although the Scot would send me the most romantic texts full of flowery lovey-dovey, sappy stuff, he was never straightforward with me. He did this kind of teasing thing, telling me he wanted to marry me. But honestly, how did he think we could actually make that happen?
It’s just suuuuuch a shame that I invested so much of my heart space for him.
Moving on.
It’s been a fairly quiet weekend, save for Brunch Club, which was amazingly fun. I’d planned for some drinking and shenanigans this time…even put the dog in daycare so I could hang out for the whole day.
And I did! Brunch was from 11am and our group hung out until…I don’t know…guessing around 1 or so when most people left. Then one latecomer showed up and wanted to catch up. So she talked with [Athena] while I tried to secure drinks at the bar (we’d left the big table) and ended up chatting with these two guys who ended up buying us drinks and wanted to party.
I’d had just enough to drink to think that this was a good idea, and after [A] left, our other friend and I stayed with these guys (turns out, they were married) and had a couple more rounds, including shots! And I was hungry again so we got some dumplings and truffle fries. Then, said married dudes wanted to go to a strip club and invited us, which was right around the time we were like, see ya! It was already 4pm and I needed to pick up the dog at daycare before 5 anyway. Doesn’t mean I was contemplating going to the strip club with these guys - but it definitely helped as an excuse to get out of it.
After I got the dog, I was in bed by 5:15! Slept until around 10:30ish and then wide awake, of course. Watched part of SNL and fell asleep again until 6:45 this morning. What a great sleep! I suppose I needed that very much.
Went to the gym for a 90-minute class. Nearly killed myself - in a good way.
Worked on organizing my bathroom, took dog on long and freezing walk (we took the trolley home because it was SO COLD) and now doing laundry and taking it easy.
My horoscope says I need to get out and be social the next few weeks…that love is on the horizon if I get out and circulate! The March 6th new moon is supposed to be highly romantic and the actions I take now have the power to affect my life for a year or more!
Too bad I have so fucking much going on at work. I swear, I love TLIC, but I’ll be motherfucked that I now have all the shit work to do to get this new stuff to fruition. How will I get all of this work stuff done AND keep my social life humming along? Wish me luck there.
So yes, I shed a few tears this weekend, but I also rested and worked out hard and had girl time (though not enough!). I certainly could use just one more day of weekend as I feel like I lost a day by sleeping most of it away yesterday.
OK. Gonna get going. Wash is done and need to dry and fold and go eat some cereal for dinner. I’m sure this is NOT what my horoscope had in mind! Oh well….
xox,
GS
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