4th of July in These Foolish Things

  • July 5, 2019, 1:44 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


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