Dawn's Digression.
Tuesday, November 11, 2003
I haven't done shit at work today. Actually, I suppose that isn't true. I did look at some Dell systems. I found a decent system for $759. Of course, tax and shipping are on top of that, making it almost $1000 dollars.
I had ramen for lunch today. I had chicken and Rice-A-Roni, but what I wanted was Ramen. So that's what I had. Plus some crackers and four cookies. Never did eat that chicken.
The visit with my therapist went alright last night. I talked and I talked and I talked. If you can imagine that. I spilled some guts. And he gave me some advice I plan to take to heart. First of all, instead of hitting myself with whatever object I find nearby, he suggested I wear rubber bands on my wrist and snap that instead. He said that usually people do stuff like that to interrupt their thought process or as a distraction and that the rubber band will work fine. Good deal. I actually like to wear rubber bands on my wrist. It goes way back to the days of the photo lab. We all wore rubber bands on our wrists because we used them to keep boxes of photos together. It seems like sometimes when I see LeeAnn she has one on. Or maybe that's just how I remember her. It could go either way. Therapist and I talked about recreating intimacy. Before I moved in with Michele, I told her one of my biggest fears would that we would quit talking and just become people that live together. It happened. We were so busy this year we forgot to take time for each other. *shakes head* We both knew better. Therapist told me things I already knew, but needed someone else to point out, and I'm going to work on that stuff.
Despite my better judgment, I asked Rachel to come over on Saturday while Michelle and Eric are there. I didn't invite her in the first place because I really want Michele to get to know Chelle and Eric and I don't want her to feel left out because the four of us hung out so extensively back in the days. Michele encouraged me to invite Rach over for the evening, though, because she says Rachel needs to spend time with us more than she needs to be catered to right now. Every now and then Michele will do something so completely unselfish that it blows my mind. This would be one of those times. Michele is always very understanding when someone else is going through a break up. She shows an enormous amount of empathy, and it is very attractive. Compassion always gives you points with me.
Remind me to tell ya'll about the eggs we boiled the other day. I don't have time to type it right now, but it is a semi-interesting story.
I had ramen for lunch today. I had chicken and Rice-A-Roni, but what I wanted was Ramen. So that's what I had. Plus some crackers and four cookies. Never did eat that chicken.
The visit with my therapist went alright last night. I talked and I talked and I talked. If you can imagine that. I spilled some guts. And he gave me some advice I plan to take to heart. First of all, instead of hitting myself with whatever object I find nearby, he suggested I wear rubber bands on my wrist and snap that instead. He said that usually people do stuff like that to interrupt their thought process or as a distraction and that the rubber band will work fine. Good deal. I actually like to wear rubber bands on my wrist. It goes way back to the days of the photo lab. We all wore rubber bands on our wrists because we used them to keep boxes of photos together. It seems like sometimes when I see LeeAnn she has one on. Or maybe that's just how I remember her. It could go either way. Therapist and I talked about recreating intimacy. Before I moved in with Michele, I told her one of my biggest fears would that we would quit talking and just become people that live together. It happened. We were so busy this year we forgot to take time for each other. *shakes head* We both knew better. Therapist told me things I already knew, but needed someone else to point out, and I'm going to work on that stuff.
Despite my better judgment, I asked Rachel to come over on Saturday while Michelle and Eric are there. I didn't invite her in the first place because I really want Michele to get to know Chelle and Eric and I don't want her to feel left out because the four of us hung out so extensively back in the days. Michele encouraged me to invite Rach over for the evening, though, because she says Rachel needs to spend time with us more than she needs to be catered to right now. Every now and then Michele will do something so completely unselfish that it blows my mind. This would be one of those times. Michele is always very understanding when someone else is going through a break up. She shows an enormous amount of empathy, and it is very attractive. Compassion always gives you points with me.
Remind me to tell ya'll about the eggs we boiled the other day. I don't have time to type it right now, but it is a semi-interesting story.
Dawn, 4:22 PM
