here, there, everywhere...
well it's been nightmarish lately. too much to do, too little time. well actually more like my time management has been quite shitty lately. instead of packing and working i find myself drifting to happy hour which turns into late night hour. can't help it, as the end of summer draws near, i am holding on to every minute. and every time i turn around, a new invitation finds its way into my lap.i was sick and out of sorts thrusday and friday, then off to a bridal shower. friday night was fab, met some young boys and had fun w/ my girlfriends -- reconnecting over pitchers of beer and tapas. saturday i bought some naughty wear for the bride-to-be and made my way to dinner and cocktails w/ 18 beautiful women. things were going well after my first martini and tons of finger food. then as we are about to head out and get dirty with the dancing, my stomach screams and waves of nausea take over. i've had food poisoning before but this was hellish. i was literally so delirious that i don't remember the cab ride to gf's place. she, thankfully, took such good care of me as i proceeded to hug the porcelain all night long. turned around and took the train right back home on sunday.
was supposed to head to the movies w/ a guy who i think has intentions other than movie watching, but i cancelled as i was still not feeling totally myself. got yelled at by gf who thinks that saying "no" to any potential is just bad news for me. but the one thing i'm learning in this healing process is how to put me first w/ out feeling guilty....i didn't and nor should i feel bad about taking care of me. opportunities will come up again, they always do, and i'm just one that won't walk until i can really put my best foot forward. sometimes a little downtime is the best thing to do regardless of what expectations others have of you.


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Oh, yeah. You need to feel tip-top physically and mentally before going dating. After food poisoning? Sheesh, couch-time with the remote, not a movie with a dolt.
You first without guilt is SO number one.
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