Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Just a quickie

So I've thieved another internet connection for a bit today. The little girl I babysit is sleeping so I am now free to get my internet doings done. I had 73 emails today. Even after I deleted all the crap, I still had 40ish that actually needed to be read. Blah. I'm having terrible allergies today. Today was a GREAT day because I didn't have to work at the preschool. The air conditioning was broken, thus no school. Hooray! I should have exercised this morning, but instead I didn't even really get out of bed until 10 something. Then I cleaned my closet today. That made me quite happy. It also reminded me that I reallllly need to go shopping. I need to pack away my winter clothes. With it being 99 degrees, I don't think its necessary for me to still have sweaters hanging in the closet. I have a decent sized bag of stuff to donate to Goodwill too. So, today is day 3 of not talking to the Designer. I think he's gotten the hint. I'm quite glad of that so I don't have to tell him to sod off myself. Sod off? I think it was that book I was reading...I keep having these British phrases in my head. Whatev. Soooo...the CEO and I have both confessed that we like each other. Like I think we both literally said, "I like you, I like you too." Apparently we are both in sixth grade. Its nice to like someone who likes you too. And not to feel any pressure about anything. I haven't felt that in a long time. Maybe never. There was pressure with Kevin, there was pressure with Charles, with the Designer...I don't think there was pressure actually, I think that he was just filling a need that I had at the time. I don't know. But even if I think hard about it, I can't think of anything thats comparable to this. And even if it becomes nothing, I totally love whats happening now. Plus it gives me hope that not every relationship or dating situation or whatever has to suck. Okay, I'd love to keep blathering on about my crushing, or the inner workings of my life, but I gotta get some stuff done before the clock strikes 8:30 and *poof* I'm turned back into an internet-less loser.

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