The week is building. I
The week is building. I feel the walls closing around me. I have more work to do than time to do it... both at work and not. Flavie arrives today. Let's hope that is quick and without event. I need to finish packing. I need to do laundry and hand washables take so effin long. I am still caught in the newness of my hair color, so I haven't decided if I like it or not. Date with ex-gf tomorrow... that remains to be weird. Maybe it's not a good idea. Projects at work are numerous. Impending storm arrival leaves me uncomfortable with leaving my home (pets). Vegas train leaves IAH on Friday. Money is tight from rental property issues that arose suddenly in the last few weeks. Friends from LA flying into Vegas on short notice when they heard I was going to be in town. This could get ugly. I am weary despite the fact I have not been physically abusive recently. I feel like I should self induce coma, but that's probably my lack of morning coffee talking. I have to go to work now. This is one small box.
If just thinking about meeting ex gf makes you feel like this, maybe you shouldnt?
I’m sure it will be fine. It isn’t her as much as it is associations I have with my past that have been troubling me…
I know it makes no sense, but I can’t really explain. Sometimes I writewithout thinking about how it may read to someone without the facts. Sorry.
Thank you for your comments though… they are appreciated.
LOL well, that is why this is called your blog. What you put into it doesnt have to make sense to anybody but you. You can do/say/imply anything you want (I, for instance, have decided to lie in mine *grin*).
Besides, I have a bad habit of butting into other peoples thoughts!
Anyways, take care and good luck!
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