Miss Good Enough?

So, Sunday afternoon, finally spoke to B on the phone and she kept pressing and pressing that she could hear in my voice that something was wrong.  I told her that it was the worry of work messing up my pay, and me trying to get it sorted for the past 3 weeks, that had taken it's toll.  It's not a total lie, I am totally frustrated by idiotic management in work and certain people not taking ownership of their own mistakes, not to mention me having to ask for an apology, it's just not the whole story. 

B told me that she knows I'm slim and healthy, but I sometimes look too thin.  I explained that needs must, I try to make healthy food choices within budget, and it's not like I'm going to starve.  I think she's taken on the Mother role a little too literally, you know how Mother's only think that you're healthy if you're 24lbs overweight.

I got a wonderful email from my friend S this afternoon, saying that a certain male must have been intoxicated by my; "lovely personality and groovy sense of humour, not to mention good looks and easy going nature."  Well, you know you have a good friend when they lie like that, don't you?  Note to self, have a word with S about the use of the word, "groovy."

It's now Wednesday and I've struggled so far this week with headaches, more headaches.  I really must get my eyes tested.  I got a job application off and submitted a piece to a magazine in response to the most infuriating article I have ever read in my life.  Seriously, you could not have physically stopped me from responding, it was all about "Tom, 35," settling for, wait for it... "Miss Good Enough."  Don't even get me started.  Let's just say, I wrote from the, "Miss Good Enough" point of view, bite me.

It's now Thursday and I'm in the middle of packing for my weekend away, I leave this afternoon.  I really think the change of scenery and company of good friends will do me the world of good, it's just what I need.