This was a short week for me (off Monday and Tuesday), but it felt like one of the longest weeks ever!
This morning I made two executive decisions:
1. The morning needed to include a grande hazelnut soy latte.
2. It's Mint Condition Friday - now playing: "Nothing Left To Say."
That's about it on the important decisions. I'm already drained. I cannot tolerate any stupid folks today. I'm riding with the train doors open all day. Kicking stupid folks off at a moment's notice!
My knees were really hurting last night at the skating rink. I know I'm not 20, but I'm not 50, either. I think it's time for a trip to the ortho. I just don't want to hear the words "surgery" and "your insurance is not paying for this." Ugh!
RB has been noticeably M.I.A. Last night at the rink, he made it a point to mention that he was "giving me space." Thanks - but I was going to take it anyway, whether you were giving it or not. You're not my man! Then he asked me what I did on Monday. I told him, "nothing" (read: none of your business). He said, "you probably went on a date or something." To which I answered with pure, unadulterated SIDE. EYE. He said, "why did you look at me like that?" My cell phone vibrated (text from my sister), and he was saved from his cussing.
Let's see...not too much else going on. Just sitting here counting down to 5:00 p.m.! Debating on whether or not I will work out, given the knee situation. I'll see how I feel at 5:00. Might be a "cardio-only" day. I love lifting weights, and the way it helps to shape my legs, but I might have to give up the lunges in favor of healthy knees.
Did I mention that KC has been on my brain way too much this week? I need him to go away. I wore my 'fro out the last time we hung out. That usually helps me weed out the suspect/superficial people. The ones that need a woman with long, straight hair hanging down her back. You know the type. Don't get me wrong - I'm not a Natural Naz.i and I don't walk around with my fist in a black glove, hoisted into the air. Angela Davis by no means. But, guys are attracted by the visual - so I need to make sure they understand what visual they are getting. So far, he doesn't seem overly-concerned with how I look on the outside, so that's cool points for him. Now that I think about it, he's seen me looking rough and sweaty after 4 hours of skating...I'm going to have to weed him out differently. LOL!