So today, I got a slap in the face. Not literally you understand but I still felt it. Actually, I've had a few slaps the past few days. It's like the Universe is saying, "for heaven's sake, wake up will you?"
My friend told me that all she wanted to do on Sunday was cuddle with.... her significant other. Sunday, a friend who is kind of together with someone but seems to be single, told me that they were heading off to choose blinds and curtains. Slap. Huge reminder that said friend is well and truly part of a couple. Have I been in a coma and slept through a few months and it's now either Christmas or New Year? You know... those well known holidays in which you are damned if you are single.
I sit next to Mark (name changed to protect the not so innocent,) in work. He is also a Leo, he is a little older than me, happily married with two gorgeous boys. He is the worst gossip, knows everything that's happening in the office and if you don't tell him what's going on with you... he'll make it up and repeat it until it sticks, for instance, I apparently have a pen chant for short and powerful men. No, I have no idea where that came from either, but he's repeated it for over a year now, and the gullible in work sometimes actually believe him, until I put them straight.
Since declaring myself single to Mark a few weeks ago, (I had to, I wasn't up to Mark's jibes the day after the break up so I confessed and he was sweet.) We have now left sweet, well enough alone and he's decided he should make me a list of all eligible males. Let me see, there is Lester, with the stacked heels and the restraining order, a reminder of his last relationship, neanderthal man and... I can't go on, at this point anyway, it's too cruel.
I was of course in work on Sunday, it was very quiet and it was actually nice, and peaceful. Monday and Tuesday, we had torrential rain, more than a months rain fell in the first 24 hours. I managed somehow to not get too saturated on my walk to and from the car, so that was a blessing. It's now Tuesday evening and the rain is still battering down, it's supposed to break tomorrow... fingers crossed.
The last two days have been long and busy. On one hand, they've actually passed quite quickly, on the other, I feel like I've crammed in at least three days work in already.
Wednesday, another long day with more torrential rain, I was pretty soaked before I even arrived at work this morning. The day wasn't too bad, I worked as fast as I could, got my stats pretty quickly then started to prep other work I had waiting for me and looking at me. On the way home, I had to queue to get onto the bridge, queue to get into the supermarket, queue for fuel, then queue to get out of the supermarket, oh then I queued in the road works, got home 12 hours after I left.
Thursday is the first day that I park up and walk to work without, without being rained on. No rain, no force 10 gale, nothing, it's dark, but I actually enjoy the walk today.
Work passes by really quickly... again, at this rate I'll be finished before I know it. Word is spreading and people from other parts of the building are starting to stop me and ask me about my new job, one thing I can say about the job is, the people are lovely and I will miss them. Anyway, it's J's birthday today. She isn't up to going out for a meal so I'm invited to have dinner with them, it's a take-away meal and I head to J's after work and we wait for G, J's hubby and CJ... my nephew. It was a lovely night but we didn't eat until after 7pm, which is not unusual for normal people, for me, when I had my breakfast at 4.15am, no lunch and I'm usually just about ready for bed by 7.30pm... it was a tad late. It was lovely though, there is something special about sharing food and chatting with loved ones isn't there? I excuse myself as I know I won't last much longer, I still have to drive home, shower and dry the head before I aim for bed, I get home at 7.45pm. I shower, watch an episode of "Friends," (the one where Chandler goes AWOL just before the wedding,) update here, then head for bed by 8.45pm. So tired.
It's Friday and I wake at 3am with a million things zinging through my brain, I'm up at 3.20, I realise that this is not normal.
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