Dawn's Digression.
Monday, June 30, 2003
The Weekend
I'm exhausted. Oh my, what a busy weekend.
Friday night, Michele had her monthly WBN mixer, so we went to that. I asked her if she was sure she didn't want to go alone so she could have MicheleTime, but she wanted me to go. We ended up staying and having an over-priced dinner, complete with a bottle of wine. Before we left, she said, "See? We're not at home on the couch. This is what you wanted, right?" Yes, yes, it was.
Saturday morning we got up to meet the real estate agent. Swear to God, we looked at 17 or 18 houses. Talk about wiped out. We found one we really like and we might make an offer on it. It's cute. But once again, I refuse to get my hopes up. We actually saw 3 we liked, and we went back to see them again on Sunday. A~, after looking at houses for FIVE hours, we went to the liquor store (where I gimped myself) and the grocery store before going home. THEN we had to straighten the house for my Chulie friend. Chulie came over Saturday night to watch the Ellen special, which we were all somewhat disappointed by. It wasn't as funny as her last one. And she was wearing an interesting getup. She was wearing somewhat athletic shoes with black pants. I kept staring at her shoes. We played the drinking game where you take a shot each time Ellen drinks from her water bottle. Only we were using really sweet liquors, so after about 1/2 way through, we wussed out. I was feeling kinda barfy. Michele went to bed early, in true character, around 10pm. So then Chulie and I got to hang out without the pesky girlfriend floating around. We didn't stay up too late. I was tired, and Chulie was tired, so we went to bed.
Unfortunately, we had to get up early and meet the real estate agent AGAIN, so Chulie had to get up early and leave. That sucked. We went to look at more houses, and then went to softball.
I got a new book this weekend. Rosie's Find Me. Hunh. I've got about 30 pages left. I started it Saturday morning, I believe. I have no idea when I did all that reading. I think I need to go to the library.
How I Gimped Myself. So, I was at the liquor store, trying to get a 6 pack of Mike's Hard Tea out of the freezer case. I had the basket next to me, and two ladies standing behind me like I was totally putting them out. W~. I was trying to hurry to get out of the way. I have a 6 pack in one hand, the freezer door in the other. I turned to the left to put the beer in the basket. RIP! That's my Achilles tendon on the bottom corner of the freezer door. Holy Mother of God, did it hurt.
When I wear sandals to work (just about every day), I take them off behind my desk and I'm barefoot. I stood up to stretch my legs while I was talking on the phone. Guess what got caught on the bottom of my chair? My Achilles tendon. Yeah. I'm in pain.
I'm a little obsessed with nail polish right now. I started wearing sandals, so now I paint my toenails. Well, nail polish MUST match the outfit, right? At least kind of. I got a lovely new color in my last Avon order that I just love. Copper Sun. So pretty. But I have been wanted some blue polish. So I ordered myself some "Mirror Shine" blue polish. It looks like light blue foil. I'm sure I'm going to hate it, but I have to try it. It looks so good on everyone else!
I am tired. So tired. And I'm an emotional train wreck. I spent about 45 minutes laying in my bed crying yesterday. I just have too much going on. I am FREAKING OUT about this whole marriage thing. I'm sure it's natural, but it's not good. I've tried to talk to Michele about it, but it is really uncomfortable. As understanding as she is, I know it still must hurt her to hear I have doubts about her. I am a very moody individual right now. You know, it seems every time I say that I've been okay for X number of months, I wig out. Wonder why I make myself do that?
Friday night, Michele had her monthly WBN mixer, so we went to that. I asked her if she was sure she didn't want to go alone so she could have MicheleTime, but she wanted me to go. We ended up staying and having an over-priced dinner, complete with a bottle of wine. Before we left, she said, "See? We're not at home on the couch. This is what you wanted, right?" Yes, yes, it was.
Saturday morning we got up to meet the real estate agent. Swear to God, we looked at 17 or 18 houses. Talk about wiped out. We found one we really like and we might make an offer on it. It's cute. But once again, I refuse to get my hopes up. We actually saw 3 we liked, and we went back to see them again on Sunday. A~, after looking at houses for FIVE hours, we went to the liquor store (where I gimped myself) and the grocery store before going home. THEN we had to straighten the house for my Chulie friend. Chulie came over Saturday night to watch the Ellen special, which we were all somewhat disappointed by. It wasn't as funny as her last one. And she was wearing an interesting getup. She was wearing somewhat athletic shoes with black pants. I kept staring at her shoes. We played the drinking game where you take a shot each time Ellen drinks from her water bottle. Only we were using really sweet liquors, so after about 1/2 way through, we wussed out. I was feeling kinda barfy. Michele went to bed early, in true character, around 10pm. So then Chulie and I got to hang out without the pesky girlfriend floating around. We didn't stay up too late. I was tired, and Chulie was tired, so we went to bed.
Unfortunately, we had to get up early and meet the real estate agent AGAIN, so Chulie had to get up early and leave. That sucked. We went to look at more houses, and then went to softball.
I got a new book this weekend. Rosie's Find Me. Hunh. I've got about 30 pages left. I started it Saturday morning, I believe. I have no idea when I did all that reading. I think I need to go to the library.
How I Gimped Myself. So, I was at the liquor store, trying to get a 6 pack of Mike's Hard Tea out of the freezer case. I had the basket next to me, and two ladies standing behind me like I was totally putting them out. W~. I was trying to hurry to get out of the way. I have a 6 pack in one hand, the freezer door in the other. I turned to the left to put the beer in the basket. RIP! That's my Achilles tendon on the bottom corner of the freezer door. Holy Mother of God, did it hurt.
When I wear sandals to work (just about every day), I take them off behind my desk and I'm barefoot. I stood up to stretch my legs while I was talking on the phone. Guess what got caught on the bottom of my chair? My Achilles tendon. Yeah. I'm in pain.
I'm a little obsessed with nail polish right now. I started wearing sandals, so now I paint my toenails. Well, nail polish MUST match the outfit, right? At least kind of. I got a lovely new color in my last Avon order that I just love. Copper Sun. So pretty. But I have been wanted some blue polish. So I ordered myself some "Mirror Shine" blue polish. It looks like light blue foil. I'm sure I'm going to hate it, but I have to try it. It looks so good on everyone else!
I am tired. So tired. And I'm an emotional train wreck. I spent about 45 minutes laying in my bed crying yesterday. I just have too much going on. I am FREAKING OUT about this whole marriage thing. I'm sure it's natural, but it's not good. I've tried to talk to Michele about it, but it is really uncomfortable. As understanding as she is, I know it still must hurt her to hear I have doubts about her. I am a very moody individual right now. You know, it seems every time I say that I've been okay for X number of months, I wig out. Wonder why I make myself do that?
Dawn, 2:56 PM
