Dawn's Digression.
Thursday, January 30, 2003
I Was Thrown From The Wagon
Well, I'm off the wagon. Not only did I fall off the diet bandwagon, I feel as though I was catapulted as far away from the wagon as possible. As a matter of fact, the wagon has already made its way to Nebraska, and I'm still sitting here in Farmers Branch, TX. I don't know what happened. I was doing so well.
Then, last Thursday, I felt the need to go home and let the dog out instead of going to the gym. So I walked on the treadmill at home instead. I was scheduled to do Yoga Saturday morning. Didn't happen. I was supposed to go to the gym on Sunday. Didn't happen. Monday I met McJenny for happy hour. Tuesday I had the dentist, yesterday I was sick. So, now it's been a week since I've been to the gym. And of course I don't want to go today. But I'm going to. I'm still following my meal plan and everything. For the most part. Last night I was bad and had some Sherbet during The Bachelorette. I also had about 3 oz of Coke. But I was REALLY bad over the weekend. I had a total of 5 beers. And then, of course, Monday night Happy Hour. Ugh.
So, now I must try to get back on the bandwagon. I do want to be hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhot for my high school reunion, after all. The numnuts have moved the date, which I am very perturbed about, because wouldn't you know it, it is the same weekend Muffin will be in DC. I was thinking about going then, too. Unbelievable. Of all the weekends during the summer, they pick that one. And I can't move that trip. :(
I think I've decided not to sell Barney. Fifteen months from now I should have most of my credit cards paid off and the truck paid off. It would really be best to wait until then. Even if I have to have some repairs done, what I save by having a down payment and hopefully a better interest rate should make up for it. And I really don't want to rush to purchase a new vehicle. I'd kind of like to take my time and do it right.
My face still hurts a little from the dentist. But I'm thrilled to have the whole process over with. That was a beating. I love my dentist, though. He has pretty eyelashes. He also has a wonderful disposition. Not like my last grumpy dentist.
Do you remember when the dentist would let you spit? They never let you spit anymore. Now they just suck with that sucky thing. I hate it. I wanna spit. And then, the dentist would give me a little cup of Listerine to to swish and spit. Priceless. I'm going back to get my teeth cleaned on the 10th. Woo-hoo!
I think I'm going to see The Hours with Rachel on Saturday. I'm also going to see Chicago with Michele's best friend Shelley. I have lots of dates this weekend, and I'm stoked about it. I actually have no idea how I'm supposed to get all this stuff in this weekend, but I am sure going to try. Sunday I am taking Barney to my dad so he can assess the situation. He is going to replace my exhaust gasket and take a look at some belts and hoses. Hopefully I can get out there pretty early and get home in enough time to get some laundry done before Michele's plane lands around 8pm. I also have to go to the grocery store. And squeeze in some Dawntime. It's about time to watch an Indigo Girls DVD again.
And I'm very excited about Michele being gone. I can't wait to miss her. That's the deal about living with someone. You don't get the chance to miss them. And missing someone is really fun. I miss missing her. I remember we used to always be late for work on Monday mornings, because we knew we wouldn't see each other again until Friday night....maybe even Saturday. So we loved every moment we had. Disagreements were often cut short because we didn't want to waste the time. This is one thing I knew would disappear when I moved in. And I was right. I also feared we would lose conversation. We used to talk on the phone every night. Like actual conversations. Now we basically just talk about the day. We don't ask questions anymore. For example, we used to pull out the book of questions often and ask each other what we THOUGHT about things. You get so caught up in the everyday tasks that you forget to take time to really see, feel, and hear your partner. I'm not saying things are bad. To the contrary. I just miss the conversations. And I look forward to missing her. So that when I see her again I will be excited. That's all.
Then, last Thursday, I felt the need to go home and let the dog out instead of going to the gym. So I walked on the treadmill at home instead. I was scheduled to do Yoga Saturday morning. Didn't happen. I was supposed to go to the gym on Sunday. Didn't happen. Monday I met McJenny for happy hour. Tuesday I had the dentist, yesterday I was sick. So, now it's been a week since I've been to the gym. And of course I don't want to go today. But I'm going to. I'm still following my meal plan and everything. For the most part. Last night I was bad and had some Sherbet during The Bachelorette. I also had about 3 oz of Coke. But I was REALLY bad over the weekend. I had a total of 5 beers. And then, of course, Monday night Happy Hour. Ugh.
So, now I must try to get back on the bandwagon. I do want to be hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhot for my high school reunion, after all. The numnuts have moved the date, which I am very perturbed about, because wouldn't you know it, it is the same weekend Muffin will be in DC. I was thinking about going then, too. Unbelievable. Of all the weekends during the summer, they pick that one. And I can't move that trip. :(
I think I've decided not to sell Barney. Fifteen months from now I should have most of my credit cards paid off and the truck paid off. It would really be best to wait until then. Even if I have to have some repairs done, what I save by having a down payment and hopefully a better interest rate should make up for it. And I really don't want to rush to purchase a new vehicle. I'd kind of like to take my time and do it right.
My face still hurts a little from the dentist. But I'm thrilled to have the whole process over with. That was a beating. I love my dentist, though. He has pretty eyelashes. He also has a wonderful disposition. Not like my last grumpy dentist.
Do you remember when the dentist would let you spit? They never let you spit anymore. Now they just suck with that sucky thing. I hate it. I wanna spit. And then, the dentist would give me a little cup of Listerine to to swish and spit. Priceless. I'm going back to get my teeth cleaned on the 10th. Woo-hoo!
I think I'm going to see The Hours with Rachel on Saturday. I'm also going to see Chicago with Michele's best friend Shelley. I have lots of dates this weekend, and I'm stoked about it. I actually have no idea how I'm supposed to get all this stuff in this weekend, but I am sure going to try. Sunday I am taking Barney to my dad so he can assess the situation. He is going to replace my exhaust gasket and take a look at some belts and hoses. Hopefully I can get out there pretty early and get home in enough time to get some laundry done before Michele's plane lands around 8pm. I also have to go to the grocery store. And squeeze in some Dawntime. It's about time to watch an Indigo Girls DVD again.
And I'm very excited about Michele being gone. I can't wait to miss her. That's the deal about living with someone. You don't get the chance to miss them. And missing someone is really fun. I miss missing her. I remember we used to always be late for work on Monday mornings, because we knew we wouldn't see each other again until Friday night....maybe even Saturday. So we loved every moment we had. Disagreements were often cut short because we didn't want to waste the time. This is one thing I knew would disappear when I moved in. And I was right. I also feared we would lose conversation. We used to talk on the phone every night. Like actual conversations. Now we basically just talk about the day. We don't ask questions anymore. For example, we used to pull out the book of questions often and ask each other what we THOUGHT about things. You get so caught up in the everyday tasks that you forget to take time to really see, feel, and hear your partner. I'm not saying things are bad. To the contrary. I just miss the conversations. And I look forward to missing her. So that when I see her again I will be excited. That's all.
Dawn, 2:03 PM
