Weird weekend starting with a weird end to the week. I wish, wish, wish I could either get it together with the Bulldog or get out. But here I keep going on vacillating between bliss and disappointment. It’s always a pretty big swing, and perhaps that’s just what I’m after. I wish I knew why.
I spent Friday night crying about the BD.
By Saturday afternoon we were in bed doing all kinds of crazy things to each other.
Saturday night, a college friend was in town for business, and I got to see her. The weather was bad, so even though we had dinner reservations, we canceled and she came over to my place where we bullied the Bulldog into coming over.
We both proceeded to get hammered while the BD drank a couple of beers and watched.
Next morning the Bulldog told me (while laughing about my hangover) that I’d said some mean-spirited things about him…or jabs that seemed to be pointed at him. And while I don’t really remember, I believe that’s true. I have been holding back so many things with him.
I asked him to tell me what I said that he thought was directed at him, and he said he didn’t want to talk about it, but did say that the truth hurts and I was just being truthful.
Well, I can only imagine what came out of my drunk mouth.
Anyway, he left in the morning after we slept the whole thing off some more and then I was left with nothing but a hangover and a whole beautiful day outside. Went for a long walk with the dog, enjoying the stunning weather as much as I could, but then I needed to go home and get a little bit of work done and desperately needed another nap.
Hangovers suck. They just ruin the day.
Had to get up and start packing for my biz trip this week.
Then I had to take the dog to a nearby town so that my friend can take care of her while I’m gone. It hurt my feelings that my sweet Martini loves these people (seemingly) more than she loves me. I know that’s such a dumb thing to say and that I should be thrilled that my puppy is so happy to be with people (and two other dogs) she likes while I’m traveling…but she really LOVES these folks and was overjoyed to be there!
They have a nice big house and an acre of fenced-in yard where she can just run free to her little heart’s content. She was running and playing with the two other dogs by the time I left she was thrilled and barely noticed that I was leaving.
Heh…kinda reminds me of the Bulldog, only he’s always the opposite of thrilled.
OH. And Martini is in the eat-everything-I-see stage. I had to take her to the vet on Friday because she was bafing up something and shaking. Needed a shot and some anti-poo medication.
On Sunday morning, she ate one a chunk out of my chicken cutlet silicone bra inserts.
SIGH.
Went back home to pack and then the Bulldog and I had a late, late dinner and we went to his place to watch Game of Thrones, which I’ve never watched so it was hard for me to get into it, AND I fell asleep. So he took me home where I proceeded to get three hours of sleep before I needed to get up to catch my early, early flight.
Anyway, headed to Phoenix for a few days of work and probably some baloney bullshit. We’re meeting with the big execs for a business summit. Basically, what can we do for you?
Oh, and here’s something else. I was FB friended and then unfriended by SexyPants. I don’t really know why I agreed to be FB friends again with him anyway, but I just did. And then I see that both he and his mother unfriended me!
I still think it’s so bizarre how one can go from planning on spending the rest of one’s days with someone to becoming absolute strangers again.
OK. Gotta go. I give the weekend a solid 5 - neither good nor bad. Just. Bluh/Yeah.
Love you,
GS
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