It’s been a bit of a rough week for me on the emotional front. Thank God Paula is happy to receive and respond to 10 dozen obsessive/whiny emails from me every day, or I might not have made it. And she doesn’t care that I’m sometimes a total idiot/lunatic/asshole. She’s always on my side regardless.
Contributing to my emotional messiness this week was a pretty serious case of homesickness that kind of took me by surprise. I guess Easter snuck up on me, and while I haven’t been home for Easter much over the last few years, this year I was missing my family. Truly, I haven’t been all that homesick since I moved almost a year ago. So I guess it had to happen eventually. I envy those of you who are fortunate enough to live close to your family–be grateful!
My mom must’ve zeroed in on my brain waves (momsÂ know) and posted this beyond adorbs pic of me and my little brother on Facebook yesterday.
I also channeled the past by wearing a locket that my grandparents got me in high school.
Yes, those would be drawings created in physics or speech or some such class of a guy and his chick. Exclusively produced so my locket would not be empty. I will never replace them.
Finally, lots of puppy snuggles consoled me. I am so obsessed with this dog, it’s not even funny.
Other depressing parts of my week:
- I have eaten a baked potato for dinner nearly every night. “I’ve given up, and I know I need to eat but done care what it is” food. I didn’t even realize I was in this pattern until last night, when I decided to switch it up and have a smoothie.
- I got really bummed when I realized “real” TV season is ending soon and only crap shows like Splash (has anyone seen this garbage?) will be on all summer long. Not that I watch a ton of TV, but I like one hour of good entertainment a few times a week. My DVR will be sad. I might have to get a real life.
- The IRS is taking all my money. OK, not all. But a lot. Good think I like baked potatoes.
- I’m really concerned that my metals don’t match. So concerned that I took a very awkward selfie (is there any other kind?) in the bathroom at work so I could send it to Paula and have her assure me that I don’t look like a fashion disaster. Please note the awkward pose in attempt to showcase the fact that my watch is gold while my belt buckle is silver.Â
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