Anybody got a screw?

(I crack myself up)




My Day

Me: (walking into the office - setting paperwork on the desk)
James: You look aweful.
Me: ??? Ok. Yeah I guess I am a bit tired James.
James: Oh! I didn't mean that how it sounded.
Me: It's ok James. I didn't take it personally.
James: Really I am sorry. I didn't mean it that way.
Me: It's ok James. Really. I didn't take it "that" way.

So...I did really try to look my best today, considering how much I have been working and how frazzled my mind is, where work is concerned. I am on overload. Apparently it is showing through no matter how much I have tried to hide it. Sometimes I hate that I can be so dang transparent. Only one of the reasons I like my sun glasses so much. It is something to hide behind and don't feel like someone can see what is behind my eyes at any given moment. Unfortunately, the glasses are somewhat obvious in the office. :p My boss, James, told me yesterday that I could have Friday off, on his dime. Sort of a thanks, from him, for all that I have been doing. I am going to work, however. And will use the day, at some point, when I can. At least, he acknowledged my efforts. Personally, I am thinking a week in Cabo on his dime would be a bit more satisfactory. But, ya know, I am not going to push it.

I had this date on Thursday. But my week keeps getting rearranged for me. I had to do some juggling and figured that if I put off this date then I would get the usual "You are too busy to have a relationship" stigma. But to my surprise, he was amazingly understanding. We are still going out. But only for a short time to talk for a bit. He understood. Or seemed to anyway...and was more than happy to have what time we could share together. Hmmm. I don't smell anything with this one. (Watch...I will end up liking him way more than he does me. And so ... hurt will ensue and I will be right back here whining about how it all sucks.) A little pessimism for ya ;)

Anyway, I bought a bottle of wine tonight. I dont' really drink but it sounded really good after finally getting off of work. I haven't opened it yet. As it is, I haven't done a damn thing around my house and need to get something done before I start feeling my eyelids fall. Frankly, wine or any sort of liquor makes me "frisky" (Gawd that sounds dated, how about "randy"? ugh...no) and I am not hungry for peanut butter. I don't think I want to go through the torture of singledom so it sits in my fridge, corked. Corked? Ok..I could go on with that one. But I will spare ya.

Sweet dreams...