So what a week it has been people.
Last night I went to one of my dearest friend's weddings.
In preparation I got my hair cut and my nails done. Did a little shopping. If you have never gotten up early on a Saturday and shopped - you are missing out. I love to shop, hate the malls. However 10 AM is a wonderful time at the local malls. You can park teenagers are still sleeping and bonus the people working are in a good mood because well you are one of their first customers - no one has pissed them off yet.
The only freaky thing that happened was the man following me around in the Boston Store dress area. I am pretty sure he was looking for himself - a dress that is. He looked like your average construction work except for the big diamond stud in his ear and the peachy lip gloss. I think he was following me to check out what I liked ... who knows. He was harmless it was just a little kooky. Every rack I stopped at he would do the same and then pick out the largest size and hold it up. Maybe he was shopping for a loved one and liked my style.
I dunno know...
This week has been a little stressful. Monetarily I am struggling and it wouldn't be so bad but I really feel like I need to go back to school. I want to work w/kids. Adults are no fun and my boss worries me, tons.
She was at the reception we were at last night and she was sloshed and sitting at our table and hitting on my friend's guest. Granted the guest is a dear friend but a dear friend who said dear friend is very attracted to. Oy vey.
Last night reaffirmed why I don't go out drinking w/my coworkers... things get weird.
Yesterday was also Chris and my six month anniversary.
I can't believe he loves me like he does.
I am a wreck , so high strung and internally struggling with so much.
There is so much I want and I don't mean material things I mean for my life and I just don't feel like I can get there. Makes me sad.
My husband is so wonderful - he said if it would make me happy to go back to school or work a different job that paid less he would tighten things up. Anything to lessen the stress on both of us.
So lucky I am.
And finally my Oh My - my Mom' s psychic powers to know I am sad and send me the most beautiful poem.
Just what I needed and my husband buying me Coldstone Ice Cream.
I am a lucky girl I tell you.
1 comment:
Never drink with co-workers. It's bad enough I have to face you people after I've known you all these years and you don't expect much out of me... and you don't have to see me every day and all of that stuff. Best to stay professional even when you are friends. Of course, I don't get around much anymore... that's okay though. Clearer head prevails.
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