i’m in this funk and i hate it. it’s nothing too serious. but it started a couple of days ago when i had to go into the office. this act alone doesn’t sound like much, but i only go into the office 2 days a week because it’s such a long commute. that means that 2 days a week i have to get up earlier than i do on the other 5. and 2 days a week i end up going to bed early because i’m so tired from getting up early that morning. the respite i usually have is that i can sleep in the following morning. well this week i was not so fortunate. i had a client who was traveling out to another major city that is within driving distance of my office. prior to coming out he said that he’d either come by on friday or monday. i kept my fingers crossed that it was monday because i had tickets to the opera on friday. but of course, he decided to come by on friday. so not having enough sleep the night before, i came home from work on thursday night, took a shower, shoved the outback cheese fries i’d been craving all day down my throat, and hopped into bed. i didn’t do my pilates. i didn’t watch tv until 11pm like normal. i set my alarm for bright and early friday morning. when i got up the chaos continued. i threw myself together, grabbed my breakfast and hopped into the car and was headed to the office. i was so tired. but i looked good. i looked damn good. you see, my office is a bunch of berk wearing hippies, so i don’t tend to dress professionally for fear of looking like the freak. but i take clients very seriously and so i did myself up right. even the COO commented on how nice i looked.
so i had planned on going to work early, getting my client out around lunch time and then heading home. this would mean that i wouldn’t have time to clean my place, but at least i’d have time to change and look good for dinner and the opera with M. but nothing went as planned. i ended up leaving my cleint with one of the dept. heads because i had to go. it was 3:45pm. i figured the worst to happen was getting home just in time for dinner and wearing what i wore to work (so gald i looked good!). but i was able to come home, refresh the curl in my hair, change my slip, dress and rush out the door. dinner. opera. then off to one of M’s friend’s house on the other side of town. i really didn’t want to go. i could barely keep my eyes open. i wasn’t just tired anymore, i was EXHAUSTED! but i agreed to go. once we were there i didn’t have a single drink because i knew i would have been 3 sips then lights out. so we made our cameo appearance and left. back to my place. ah, sweet sleep. except i wasn’t going to have much because i have pilates class early on saturday mornings. so this morning i woke up, threw on my outfit, grabbed my mat, and took off. an hour and a half later i was finally home. with no schedule for the rest of the day. the relaxation possibilities were endless. i wanted to run a few errands with M, but i wanted to wrap up something i was supposed to do for my mom first. so i logged onto the computer. without going into great detail i now despise NWA and their stupid policies on booking reward travel. and how they tease you into purchasing more miles to get to a flight level and then after the charge clears, they tell you that there are no flights available at that level. hmm, interesting. there were before i was eligible for them. a-holes.
anyway, that sent me into a serious funk for hours. i just blew a grand of my mom’s money on a flight that we couldn’t even book now. she’s going to have to spend another grand to book it through the normal avenues. poor M always sits by me while i burst into tears over stresses such as these. at some point i cried myself into a nap. then late this afternoon i started to get my self back together. i took a shower and we went out to shop and eat. i got some spanx for my sister’s birthday (she won’t be insulted, she wants them) and we had mexican. i felt much better by the time we got back. but then he had to leave. you see the other day M found out that his friend was in town for work this weekend and he needed a place to stay tonight. so he’s staying with M. and this guy isn’t my all-time favorite, so i opted to stay at my place. he’ll be back in the morning and i should be in a better mood. and hopefully my place will be cleaner, or at least the dishes will be washed.
so i really have nothing to post about right now. i feel like i didn’t even get the leap day because it was so jam packed it flew by. i feel like i got gipped. i’m still ticked off deep down, and i’m tired, and i’m a little bummed. i hope to be refreshed after i get to sleep in tomorrow morning. i hope to be out of funktown.
~ today i learned… that the ped egg commercial makes my gag reflex kick in. the whole commercial does, but the part where they open it up and dump it out is the worst ~
