Went solo to the office holiday party at the CEO’s house last night. It turned out fine, and it was a lovely party. I’m actually glad that Steve McQueen pulled his slow fade because it gave me more time to have fun with people and not have to worry about making sure SMcQ was having a good time or meeting people or whatever.
They’d hired a caricature artist, which was hilarious. Everyone was getting their caricatures made as couples, so I went for a sitting and showed the artist a photo of my dog and she ended up making a drawing of me and my dog. It was super cute!
I hung out with Brown Nosey, of all people, but she was also there solo and I really like her outside of the office walls. She’s a super nice person - and really funny, too, when she’s not trying to suck up to the execs at work.
All-in-all, the party was great. Yeah, it was a long drive there and back, but I was super careful with alcohol intake (like, two glasses of bubbles in three hours), and it was a fun evening.
But I will say that I have been super depressed again this weekend with regards to the BS (Being Single) situation. I finally had a cleansing cry on Friday night after seeing one of the latest Humans of New York (HONY) posts on FB…it’s the one where there’s a woman sitting on a stoop with her dog and she’s talking about how her husband had died a few months earlier and that she rescued an old dog and they were healing each other…
Yeah, it threw me over the edge and I ended up hunkered down in my bed just sobbing.
I felt better after the cry, but not healed or feeling much clarity. That was my Friday night.
On my long walk with the dog yesterday I remembered why I’m getting really down. It’s because I haven’t been working out over the last week of travel and such. Seriously, if I don’t work up a good, GOOD sweat daily, I will get depressed…and I know this!! Why do I even let this happen - ever?
I get lazy.
And I hate that I get lazy, but in the cooler months I clearly need to somehow find a way to get out of snuggle-down-into-my-bed-as-quickly-as-possible mode…but it just feels soooooooo good and luxurious to do that.
Needs to stop, though. Must move around enough to sweat. Must get moving!
Okay. Speaking of moving, gotta run. I have to straighten up around the apartment, take the dog on another long walk and then I have that fundraising event tonight. Should be a good one!
xox,
GS
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