Ten Additional Things: End of July Edition in These Foolish Things

Vegas was weird, as you might imagine. First, it was my company “award” during the first part of the trip. See, we surpassed our goals so we got to go early over the weekend (even got to take Friday off!). But my area is still under scrutiny now and it’s uncomfortable. Still, I brought my friend Emma, and we had a fabulous time over the weekend! She is so much fun and totally brightened up the place. From the second I saw her to the moment she left it was non-stop laughter and silliness.
We did a wine tasting on Friday afternoon at the recommendation of my old friend. Then we napped (necessary!) and went out with my old friend…let’s call him Octopus, on Friday night. He took us to a nightclub and gave us the royal VIP treatment, down to the table and bottle service. It’s too bad that all eight of his hands were ALL OVER ME all night long. I mean, I get that I maaaaay have led him to believe that we were looking for fun. But not THAT kind of fun. We just wanted to dance our booties off. It was weird, and we kind of ghosted the place (and the dudes) at around 3AM.
Pulled an all-nighter (we still got it! …even though we had to nap) that night and a couple more times during this trip, but I also got a terrible cold which I still have today. I’m still blurry.
The work part of the trip was okay, but like I said, things are weird right now and the winds of change are blowing. Change is fine, but I’ve got to work on some strategies for my future. I’ve been through this before and I know when it’s time to get moving. I’m working on a great big presentation for my big customer’s execs, and at the same time I’m also updating the rezzie.

I texted a bit with the Bulldog while I was in Vegas. I’d give him tiny updates about what was going on while I was there. I don’t know why. Perhaps I was still pissed that he basically gave up on the whole thing and he’d originally said he’d go with me before turning completely ambivalent about me/us. Yet, I don’t know – there was still something there so we did this back-and-forth thing. That is, until I realized that I had been completely initiating the texts, talks, sex ever since I came back from China. So I decided to stop initiating contact right before my plane ride home (and after I texted him from the smoking bar inside McCarran airport: “there’s a SMOKING BAR in the airport!”). Guess what? Cricket chirps. It’s been a week now. I believe this is the longest we’ve gone without talking/texting/fucking since we met a year and a half ago. The first few days were rough. It’s starting to get easier. The following has something to do with it as well…

I have a RAD to do. It’s from a date that I had with the Billionaire’s friend.

I’m also texting a Tinder dude who’s making me weak in the knees as I type. This is crazy. Oh wait. He just sent me a nudie. Dammit. Why do guys blow it like that? Seriously, goddamn, he’s hot. I mean…like I’d love to post the photo he just sent me - it’s like the nicest body I’ve seen in a long, long time. Now I feel gross. Also, the guy’s almost ten years younger than me and in 10X better shape. I could never let him see me nude. [sigh]

China story is still there. I want to go back there, but work is just kicking my ass right now, and it’s a story about work and free time and stuff, so. It’ll come out sooner or later.

Have I told you lately how much I adore my dog? She’s going to be a year old in a week and I just love her like she is my child. It’s probably unhealthy, but I don’t even care. I want her with me every second of the day. It’s hard to go on dates and even go shopping without her. Is this weird?

I have gotten fat. It’s time to reboot the workout routine. I’ve decided that August is THE month. I started this morning and MUST make it habit. I have a couple of days to practice. This is serious.

Or it could be that I’ve skipped a period and I’m pregnant? Seriously, I haven’t skipped a period in like 10 years, so I’m nervous. And yes, I’m aware that it could be pre-menopause or peri-menopause or whatever it’s called. But I’ve been like clockwork, and it’s making me shaky. I actually bought a pregnancy test to take tomorrow AM. This is CRAY! I mean, WTF would I do if I were PREGNANT??!!!

I bought a $340 bottle of Chanel perfume while in Vegas and yet I STILL need clothes! Not until I lose some of this [baby] weight!! Ugh.

I’m off to walk with [Athena]. It’s one BILLION degrees out, but the walk must go on!