It’s a stunningly beautiful night. I’m home with the dog. I’m kind of lonely and antsy, but I’m exhausted and don’t feel like doing anything. I don’t like this feeling of being exhausted all the time, but I guess it was a busy week (as always).
I took a business trip on Monday. Big, huge presentation with the new boss (who is talking credit for all of my hard work, but that’s another story for another time). Back on Wednesday. Then big consumer research study on Thursday that went on and on until after 10PM.
Got confirmation of the next meeting in China, so I’m starting to plan for that. Looks like I will get to be in the good old U. S. of A. for my birthday this year, which is…eh…okay, I suppose. China meeting is November 10th.
I am plain old burned out.
Top that off with a $8K bill from the IRS for something that my financial advisor did. I am SO pissed at him. He has lost a huge chunk of my retirement fund and I just want to cry. I wanted to scream at him first (met with him today), and I did practically yell at him. As soon as he takes care of a couple of things for me and I get lined up with someone else, I’m going to fire him. I am so bummed that he’s mishandled my finances. You know how hard I work to save money to be comfortable. I want to be able to retire someday. This fucker isn’t helping that along in any way whatsoever.
And I saw “The Guy” I’ve been talking about in my previous entries last night. i’m not even going to give him a name because this relationship has been too short-lived to even give him one, I guess.
He was still sick from whatever this cold thing is, so he was blaming his lethargy on that…which is fine, but he sure quickly stopped going out of his way to do anything special. Last time he wanted to do something low key, which is fine, but the places I suggested didn’t seem to please him. So I left this decision up to him last night because I knew if I suggested a place, he’d turn up his sick widdle nose.
Bottom line, we had an OK dinner in a nice location that’s close to my place. It was short and sweet and in the end it was to the point. I came out and asked him about this moodiness that he told me about during our last meeting. He, of course, kind of backpedaled about potentially standing me up (if our relationship ever got to that place) on important occasions. He told me that he’d suck it up in instances like that.
But all of his explanation was kind of half-hearted. He blamed it on the sick, but I don’t believe him.
Bottom line, the whole thing has fizzled before it even began, and I’m fine with that.
Except for the fact that i’m lonely and I truly do not believe that I was meant to be alone in this life.
Next…
Love,
GS
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