4th of July in These Foolish Things

  • July 5, 2019, 3:44 a.m.
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Ooops. I realize that I’m supposed to do a Rate-a-Date today (in my mind that was going to be the entry I write today), but I don’t feel like it.

It’s somewhere around 8:30 on the 4th of July and I’m already tucked in bed getting ready to go to sleep.

Today was the first day since my injury that I actually felt like moving around a whole bunch and actually cleaning my apartment. I will probably be sore tomorrow, but it’s sooooo nice to have a fresh apartment. I have been SO fatigued and felt somewhat guilty about it, but I could JUST NOT get myself going in the housekeeping department.

I’m happy I got that done this afternoon and evening. Had a very fun-filled morning with Maria - we watched a neighboring parade early and then had a wonderful brunch.

Then I came home and the urge just hit me to get this shit done…and here I am.

Heard a couple of peeps out of the Doc today, but I knew he was busy with his family,

Played around a little bit on the Hinge app, but not ton going on…except one dude who looks interesting and we’re texting now. Ugh. I just looked. He just asked me to go grab a drink with him…it’s now nearly 8:45 and I am IN BED! I can’t get up now - I’m exhausted!

Plus, I gotta work tomorrow. Just popping in here to write and entry and hope that you all had a lovely 4th of July!

Patriotically,
GS


bobbi01 July 05, 2019

I think it's huge that you had the energy to do that. Sounds like a nice day off.

Marg July 05, 2019

That's great that you had the energy to clean and you did the right thing getting an early night in. The dude can wait.

Ginger Snap Marg ⋅ July 05, 2019

Yeah. And then I woke up really early! So early I can take the dog on a nice walk before I head into work!

Marg Ginger Snap ⋅ July 05, 2019

Oh well at least you had a good sleep :)

Deleted user July 05, 2019

You chose correctly ; he can wait :-)

plushcreep July 07, 2019

Back in my single days I was once messaging somebody in bed and she also asked me to get a drink. I felt very lame turning her down (but at least in my case it was like 11:30 at night already).

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