Friendships: About every other year my friends Greg and Jeff (they are a couple) have a birthday party because their birthdays are very close together - and Best Bud and I end up spending the night and having a slumber party. We did it again this year on Saturday evening/night, and it was fun…but not as much fun as I was envisioning. Jeff is a medical doctor and Greg is a flight attendant, and they normally have some pretty wild people who come to their parties. But this year, though some very interesting people came, and it was lovely to talk and drink and swim/hot tub with them, it was not as wild and crazy as I remember the previous shindigs. Or maybe I wasn’t as much fun as I normally am? Bottom line, Best Bud and I both fell asleep on the patio furniture, and Greg ended up kicking everyone out because he was over it. I don’t think the guys were as into it this year. Or maybe we’re all just older. I will say this: I had to take a 3.5 hour hangover nap on Sunday after I picked up the dog from boarding. Not worth it if I didn’t have an incredible time. Need to figure out how to drink just enough to have fun AND cope with life moving forward.
Bod: And I had to get in a swimsuit at the party. It wasn’t pretty. I’d brought a bikini, knowing I look horrid in it. Luckily Best Bud brought an extra one-piece that was really pretty and very low cut and sexy. The really funny thing is that the extra one was the same exact style only different color than the one she was wearing, and our bodies are about the same - a little extra booty, thigh and belly. So we looked like twins when we went out to the pool together. It was kind of hilarious. People noticed. But the good thing is that people don’t care when you’re in the water. Still, after on again off again working out and dieting for the 30th reunion, I’d let it alllll go after my fitbit broke. So I haven’t been paying attention and I have been enjoying and I’m now paying the price. I did buy a new fitbit on Amazon, but there’s something wrong with it and it’s not syncing or going into sleep mode, so I need to deal with that because I truly do think about getting enough steps in when I’m wearing the band. I know that I can use my iPhone to track steps, but it’s just not enough to keep me motivated. I like the fitbit. It’s there on my wrist and I can’t forget about it.
Werk: is freaking me out a little bit. First my boss wanted to get rid of Negative C. Then he wanted to get rid of Emotional A. He’s kind of all over the place when in reality, he doesn’t really know what’ s going on over here. Honestly, I’d replace them both, but not at the same time. And then again, there’s the real possibility that he may want to get rid of ME. He bounces from one thought to the next. I’m laying fairly low. There’s a metric shit ton to do before I leave on vacation.
Vacay: 22 days and counting. This will sneak up on me faster than ever with all of the stuff that needs to get done beforehand and right after. Itinerary is done (I’ve added a couple of design event options, plus a cocktail with a guy who indirectly works with my company but also has several HUGE businesses in France that are so unrelated it’s bizarre - from the military to luxury leather items). I’ve also scheduled in free time, adding things like “walk through the jardin, drink wine and eat a baguette.” I’m now at the capsule wardrobe building stage. I’m test driving some shoes (flats and wedges), bought two new bags - a duffel and a tote - which will be what I carry, and trying to figure out the separate pieces to bring that should come together to create about 10 different outfits, from travel to walking/touring to cocktails/dinner to wine tastings and cooking classes. To say I’m excited is an understatement. I’ve heard back from my college sweetheart who tells me that he’ll be free to meet up after his workday ends on the day I arrive, and then he asked me to send further correspondence to what appears to be a secret email account “to keep it off of FB”, which makes me feel a little sneaky. But I also know that his wife probably wouldn’t approve of us meeting. Does meeting = cheating? Hm. I’m a little conflicted, but I also know that from my perspective, NOTHING will happen between us and I have the upmost respect for his marriage. In fact, I’d love it if he brought some friends along so that I could meet some new people. I guess we’ll see…
Househunt: Discouraging. Everything in my desired locations are $$$$$. All I want is a cute little bachelorette pad with lots of natural light, is safe and has a view. Is that too much to ask for under a million dollars? Seriously.
OK, better roll. I have a million and one things to do today.
xo
gs
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