Why is it almost noon and all I have done is manage to spend money at Target, txt Meters Man, reply to emails and walk my adorable Daffodil?
No, seriously it is Tuesday and we ar eon our third day of rain. ugh. so gross. all I want to do is curl up in bed and read with my puppy. I know I should say all i want to do is curl up with Meters Man and listen to the rain, but that is like too obvious and sounds like a horrific Nora Roberts book. blech. Besides I’m slightly ticked at Meters Man. it has been almost tow months and we don’t talk that often and he never calls the day after. It annoys me and I’m going to tell him. No matter how satisfying and good the oompaloompa he needs to up his game. I’m so in love with the new Neko Case album, esp. track #9. So everytime I get in the car that si what I listen to. So Meters Man is coming with us to the show on Fri. night. As tempted as I am to take him home, I think I’ll have to send him home so he can learn the lesson.
what else? This stupid fed. A bill. shit. A therapist called me on the phone today asking me to rally parents. I almost fell for it. And then i called my best A friend and she straightened me out. ia m not getting involved again. i am walking away. i can’t believe it, but I am. i am not getting involved. I am taking care of me. Spending time investing in things that feel good and productive. Like trying to make a potential relationship ignite with Meters Man and going to grad school. Can you believe it? me neither.
I dream and think about this new life I am making all day long. I mean I finally got a dog. Something I have ached to do for years. Curing my own isolation. Now I am a dog person who lets her dog get in her bed at 5:30 am. Who would think? but I love it.
I loved having Meters Man arm around my shoulders as we waved a dinner guest adieu on Fri night. And sitting around the fire eating dinner and him stoking the fire and putting it out and putting the hose away for me. it scared me it was sucha nice feeling. And then Sat. morning-”tell Boo i said HI”
I almost fell over. I wanted to say don’t say that. I’ll get attached to you. stop. don’t ruin things. what are you doing to me? what are your plans. Just a simple sentence. him meaning well has sent my mind reeling for days.
Then that phone call telling me he took a little driving trip with his ex girlfriend. I pretended I didn’t care and to be honesgt I’m not sure of I did.
I need to go to the grocery store, but first I have to unload allt he addorable Orla Keily stuff I splurged on at Target!!!! yeah
so cute so spring so spring clean reorganize!!!!!
ok i gotta go
not sure how random this all was, but hey. it is Tuesday and I started writing again so cheers to me. I could open a hard cider and down it right now. that would be yummy. When will it Margarita season again? maybe Fri? margaritas and Neko . . .hmmm . . .too good to be true. Kinda like meters man deciding to stay around a while.
