Today I woke early to text a bit with The Scot who actually went to work this morning so his teams could do a little overtime work and that he could get some extra things done at his office.
We have normally been FT-ing early, early for me (6am, which is noon his time) on the weekends, but he wasn’t able to do it then and I understand. Still he sent me some photos of a project he’d completed that he was understandably proud of and told me about how his teams were doing well.
I went to my workout and then went to brunch club. Had a couple of frozés and enjoyed my brunch with the girls on a spectacularly warm and sunny day. We went to a very cool venue that has a whole side wall of glass garage doors that can be opened up or closed, and the weather was absolutely perfect so it was like brunching on a patio.
It was so nice out that I came home and took the dog for an extra, extra long walk, stopping at my favorite little outdoor bar to grab a drink and shoot the shit with whomever I meet there. I don’t think I’ve ever NOT met anyone when I go there and this time was no exception.
I got a champagne and cranberry (a poinsettia!) and ended up talking with these two dudes from SoCal who were in town to celebrate their buddy’s engagement. They bought me a drink and we talked and talked and laughed and had a great time.
During that time, The Scot had texted me a few times, and long story short, I think he was actually annoyed that I was busy and not FTing with him. And I find that interesting seeing as he was not “available” to talk with me earlier.
I could speculate and make assumptions, but I’m going to just leave it.
On the one hand, I had an absolutely BRILLIANT day. I wanted to make the most of it because the weather is not going to be nearly as nice tomorrow. On the other hand, it might turn into another excuse for The Scot to potentially pick a fight.
I really have to stop letting this fauxlationship hold more weight than it deserves. But it’s the flowery, beautiful texts that I seem to hold onto.
Today’s texts started with me taking his breath away (his words) to almost terse by the end of his day.
Oh well. What can I do?
Tomorrow I will go to a 90-minute workout and then come home and clean the apartment and do some online shopping. I’m thinking I might also need to get out and do my Thanksgiving grocery shopping as well as I don’t think I want to be out when it gets super crazy with frantic shoppers. My niece is turning 3 next week, so I also need to get her gift as well. What to get a 3-year-old? I have zero idea.
In other words, tomorrow is dedicated to GSD (getting shit done)!!
I think I’m gonna go to bed insanely early tonight.
xox,
GS
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