I feel like I spent my whole weekend doing nothing but work related stuff and thats exactly what I did: Friday night was cut short because I felt like I needed to be bright eyed for Saturday mornings interview, Saturday morning was the news interview, Saturday night was the party at Chelles (which made me really uncomfortable, by the way), Sunday all day was the football game with vendors at my companys suite, then Sunday night was dinner with vendor as well as Bosses #1 and #2 and their wives. We talked business quite a bit, and I even brought work stuff back and delivered messages, etc. all through the weekend.
What Im trying to say is, I dont feel like working today. At all. I want my weekend back!
Im feeling a lot better about the TV interview now that Ive talked to several people who saw the thing. I know Im a little bit of a perfectionist and that is actually pretty paralyzing. It keeps me from relaxing and just enjoying things. Why do I have to beat myself up about things that dont really make that big a difference one way or another? Its so much easier when you dont really care about all that superficial stuff and just go with it. Why do I struggle so?
Chelles party on Saturday night was almost painfully stressful. I always feel self-conscious at her parties for some reason. I spent a long time talking to Chelles boyfriend, and then I started thinking that maybe it was inappropriate to do so, so I moved to the other side of the kitchen. There was a guy there who used to call me a lot, but Ive blown him off so many times that he recently stopped. I felt a wave of guilt when I saw him. We talked briefly, and then I moved on. And right before I left, there were about six or seven of us in a heated conversation about strange sexual rituals (??!!) and I piped in about something. This guy replied with a snide comment, and I asked what he meant by it. He answered with, Im not hitting on you! As if I was implying that he was! WTF?!
Sunday was fun but exhausting. I got up early to meet Maria and Crazy Tony at their hotel. They were spastic as usual, despite the fact that theyd gotten up at 4:30am to catch a 7am flight. Boss #2 picked us up and drove us all to the football game through the insane traffic, Crazy Tony piping up here and there at all the die-hard football fans. The game was an absolute blast, though it was really hard for me to control myself with all the snacks and free-flowing alcohol. I did good. One big cup of Kettel 1 and soda, splash of cranberry. A few slices of turkey and a few chips.
Went back to the hotel with Maria and Crazy Tony. Maria got in her jammies and told me I was welcome to take a nap with her! So I crawled under the covers and we both snoozed for about 45 minutes. Its so funny, this woman who is head of a gigantic multi-multi-million dollar company inviting me to share a bed with her!
Maria and I finally got up and drowsily went to dinner. I was dreading it, but it was actually quite fun. One glass of wine, salad, and a lobster tail (and okay, a couple bites of cheesecake too). Hopefully, I got points for being there as Boss #1 was nice enough to invite me in the first place. After full bellies and lots of laughter, I finally got everyone dropped off in their proper locations and was home by 10:00 last night.
I collapsed in bed. Its not that this was such a hard weekend. But for some reason, dealing with all of the work dynamic exhausted me. I really didnt want to come to work this morning.
But it was cool to come in and check my e-mail to find all of the photos from the Girls Gone Wild weekend. I know I said I was going to make it a thing of the past, but those photos were just too hilarious. I noticed that a few were missing. I could tell that BB had done a little editing before handing the camera back over to her husband yet she left all of the crazy ones of me in! If I had more guts Id post the photo of me licking hummus off of the waiters finger at the Greek restaurant. Mmmm. Yummus.
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