morning weight: 265 lbs
Well, I've got some interesting news to share. I have to go work at another company location for two weeks.
I should feel happy about this, but I just can't be thrilled about having to do someone else's job at the 11th hour because they can't get it done. Bittersweetly, it is in Massachusetts. I have been saying how much I miss Massachusetts. Ha. The schedule will be so crazy that I won't have much time to do anything else except maybe sit in front of the TV and watch the baseball playoffs on TBS (ugh, why are they not on NESN?).
My cat and my dog also have to come with me. My life is such that I don't have anyone in Jersey to help take care of them, and they're not kennel-proof unfortunately. So Chad will go to his brother's house, and thankfully have a great time thanks to the princess of Sweden and her knowledge that the dogs need attention and exercise. And Duncan will come with me and live the life of a hotel room cat. I know he's thrilled beyond belief.
I love new experiences, I love to travel. Why am I not feeling good about this?
However, speaking of feeling good, I heard from Seattle. Good stuff. Happy birthday to him today, the big 3-0. I remember the 3-0. Lots of tequila. I told Seattle if our October rendezvous didn't happen, then my birthday in December would just have to be a party that involved him. As I watched Grey's Anatomy last night (and I won't spoil it for anyone who has yet to see it but poo on the writers for pulling on our heartstrings like that with Derek and Meredith), they showed a lot of Seattle flybys of the needle etc. I thought it would be a fun place to see for a weekend. But there I go again, getting way ahead of myself.
First I have to survive the next two weeks. I am counting on the Red Sox to help me.
Losing Weight; Finding Men
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