When I have that shift, I usually don't get stuff to eat before coming into work. And when I don't get stuff to eat before coming into work, I am more likely to just drive home from work, stay in and not spend money. That is what I need to be doing these days.
But am I doing that? Of fucking course not. To be fair, I was going (and went) to last/Tuesday night's USWNT Friendly versus South Korea (er ... Korea Republic), so I was spending money then. I wasn't going to spend money Monday, but when my boss texted me that I was going to work at a different department, I thought the change necessitated a mocha and oatmeal from this place I like in order to adjust. For today/Wednesday I thought I could go to work and then home, but then my therapist said he could talk over the phone after work. I can't talk to him at home, so I will go to a park to speak with him instead, and if I'm starting my car up more than two times a day, I might as well start up my car four or five times that day and go somewhere.
Tomorrow/Thursday I thought I had nothing. But that's when the NBA Finals start, and I'll be damned if I watch those fucking Dallas Mavericks on the TV after they beat the shit out of my Timberwolves. I'm so irate I would rather go out somewhere than be tempted by turning on the television and watching. And I also thought I had nothing on Friday, but out of the blue, ******e let me know that ***e* is back in town and want to double-team me. I haven't had my pee-pee touched in a long time -- so much so that I was actually thinking about texting her last/Tuesday night to see if she had any free time for some sexytime -- so even though I don't want to go out on a Friday night, I will for this.
One of these days (well, probably tomorrow/Thursday) I want to just go to work and then home. I am so exhausted today after staying up and then watching soccer in the pouring rain. I don't know how I can keep up such a jetset lifestyle at my advanced age. I will need to take it easy next week ... right?
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