I'm having a day. I was sick with the Irish Flu, my hair took an hour and a half to comb, and then I was woken up out of a four hour nap by a phone call I did NOT want to answer, but I did because I love to torture myself.
I went to Safeway, and at the checkout, I was accosted by the cheerfulness of a cashier who enjoyed her job WAY too much.
"How are you tonight?" she asked me.
How am I? Do you really care? How about shitty, thanks. I just got dumped via text message. The man I'm convinced that I want to spend a good portion of my life with is emotionally (and physically) unavailable and will be for the rest of his life. The one that I don't want to spend any more of my life with is relentlessly pursuing me with promises of marriage and security. But not happiness. I will be thirty in 154 days and have done absolutely nothing with my life thus far. And not to be melodramatic or anything, but everyday I look out the window at work and wonder how hard it would be to jump. I'm over being second best all the time. I just want to be good enough, instead of almost.
Instead, I just said, "Fine thanks and you?" And she proceeded to tell me about what a great day she was having.
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How quickly things change.
Well, at least it seems like they've changed.
No more hangover - Check
Dumped via text - Big mistake, corrected and then some
Unavailable person - Relegated to the minors forever
Relentless pursuit - Still futile, seems to be after your mother now ;)
Thirty in 154 days - 65 now... :D
Done nothing with life - Working on it - Going back to school!!!! Yippee
Second best - Not to me, my one and only.
Almost good enough - More than good enough. Amazing. Incredible.
So yeah, except for the march towards 30, looks like you've had a pretty good 3 months since your post.
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