Good Morning Excitement!

Sep 27, 2007 by

I woke up today feeling really excited about all the stuff I have to do and feeling like I can’t wait for tomorrow.

I think as we pack up more of the apartment I feel less attached to it. It makes sense of course. Without all the pictures on the walls and stuff on the shelves that bring back memories, it’s just an apartment.

This morning before Brian left for work he told me that he’s scared to sleep by himself. He has a lot nightmares and likes to hold on to me in the night when he wakes up. He realized this morning that there won’t be anyone for him to hold on to. This kind of made me smile in a mean way. Like, ha ha.

Anyway, today I have so much to do!

First I’m getting my tires rotated at 9. Then I am getting an oil change at 11:30. I need to go to Target somewhere in there and go get some more boxes. Then I need to pack everything else that isn’t packed. Bleh. I hate packing kitchens and packing clothes.

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Sep 26, 2007 by

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I'm a Pink Belt

Sep 24, 2007 by

So today I am a “pink belt”. I have this dressy outfit with a pink bow and Brian always jokes with me that I look like I’m about to do karate, so he calls me a “pink belt.” This morning he saw me and said “Good morning Mrs. Miagi.” Fun.

I dreamt all night about Bono. I’m not sure why, besides the fact that we are true soul mates, ha ha. Then before the alarm clock went off I woke up and I knew that I should continue to lay there because KBCO would be playing U2. Sure enough, the alarm goes off at 6:20 and they were playing the end of “New Year’s Day”. What a great psychic connection. I wonder if he has the same psychic connection to me?? Silly, huh!

So I’ve been listening to U2 all morning and I’ve watched 5 different versions of “Walk On” on YouTube. I finally found my favorite version. Best advice ever in that song….”you’ve got to leave it behind.”

I’ve decided that I will have to make a really good U2 mix. I rarely ever listen to them on purpose, and I think now would be a good time to do so. Before there was Brian, there was Bono, and there always will be.

Check it out…how good do we look together??

And if you didn’t know:

So that will get me through!

My weekend turned out surprisingly ok. Since we were going to be packing I was sort of expecting a meltdown every ten minutes or so. But that didn’t happen. In fact, I think I only got teary twice. Here’s a recap.

Friday night was just terrible again. A lot like Friday. I won’t go into the details, but our night was wasted. Suddenly it was like 10 p.m., and we were hungry for dinner. So we went to McD’s and got some late night fast food. Somehow that made everything better. We even ended up cuddling when we went to bed.

Saturday we went out for breakfast and then I went down to the Cheesecake Factory for my friend Candice’s bridal shower/lunch. I ended up telling my college crew about the separation. I am getting better about telling people. I think telling Amanda showed me that it is ok. I wanted to tell Candice in case I didn’t feel like going to her wedding in LA.

Lunch went ok, but I felt like a lot of the attention was on me, which I did not want. I felt bad for Candice so I kept trying to get it back to her.

After lunch the girls went on to get massages and I went home to start the packing process. When I got home Brian had music blaring and he was packing. This got me motivated so I started too. At first I felt like the packing of our apartment was going to be a breeze. Then I changed my mind. Bleh. Packing. I have this need to purge a lot of stuff but then I look at it and I can’t. Oh well. I’m probably not in the best state of mind for that anyway.

So we packed and took breaks and packed more and took breaks. We did a lot of it together, which was nice. We ended up having a really fun time and we finished our night at Old Chicago’s. I was glad to go back and have a nice time, versus the last time we had been there (see related post). We then went home and went to bed and we were together, which was nice.

On Sunday it was overcast, which is perfect for watching football. Since I’m so obsessed with my football stuff I pretty much just watch football on Sundays. Brian’s favorite team, Jacksonville, was playing the lame Broncos. He went to his brother’s house to watch the game. I packed and did laundry while going crazy over the games. Here’s why:


My team name is “You Lost to a Girl!” As you can see, I kicked ass yesterday.


I’m also leading after three weeks.

After Jacksonville decidedly won the game, which was sweet, Brian came home. We packed more and then hung out and went to bed early.

So here we are today. I’m feeling pretty good and I can’t believe I have only two more days of work until I’m off.

Oh yeah, and in other really good news. Both of my friends who were having babies had them! My friend Cory, who was due on Oct. 10, had her little girl on Tuesday. My friend David had his little boy on Sunday! I cannot wait to see these babies!

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My Last Trip to "Our" Old Chicago's

Sep 21, 2007 by

Bleh. Bad times.

So yesterday I was doing just fine. Hanging in there and being optimistic. When I was leaving work Brian called to tell me that he was going to have dinner with this friend Phil and his brother Shawn. That bummed me out because I hate being in the apartment all by myself.

Well I considered not being in the apartment and doing something fun on my own, but decided against it. So after a short but intense cry over the whole thing I went home and actually had a pretty good time. I did some knitting and I even did that laundry I’ve been putting off and did the dishes. So I was feeling pretty good about it.

When Brian got home around 9 p.m. I was already in my pajamas and I had de-beautified (taking out my contacts and washing off my make-up). He informed me that he was taking today off because he has a lot of comp time, so he suggested that we go out.

I considered telling him to dream on. Just because he doesn’t have to go to work I still do. His “self-view” of the world drives me crazy. But I changed my mind and decided to go for it. For some reason I had a feeling that it was important for me to do this. So I got dressed and we went to Old Chicago’s.

Well we got to the end of our time there just fine, but before the bill came we got in this huge fight. Essentially over my ability to stay in touch with his family and friends. He doesn’t want me to be in touch with them. I’ve been uninvited to every event that we were planning on going to, small and large. This is irritating to me. I have a theory about why he is trying to cut me off. I’m convinced he has been talking massive shit about me to his family and friends and trying to act like a victim. I think that he is out there describing me as this totally cold-hearted person who had no interest in his life nor cared at all for his friends and family.

I could go on and on about how this isn’t true with magnificent examples of my care and receipts to show how much of my money that I spent on their behalf that I will still be paying for once he is gone. I won’t do that here because there is no need. I know who I am and how I feel and what I have done. I have lost respect for him because he cannot see it.

To make a truly horrible story a little more brief and not so detailed, he went fucking bananas while I sat there silently crying because there was no use in defending myself.

One helpful outcome of this big fight is that I am now more excited about moving on. Not all together happy or gleeful over it, but a little more motivated to make the most of it.

I spoke with him today. He is better now but he still feels the way he feels. He still feels like I was inadequate and heartless. I may have been inadequate by his metrics, but I am most definitely not heartless. I know how my heart felt through our relationship and how it feels now. Since my heart is completely broken that must be worth something.

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10 Laps to Laundry

Sep 18, 2007 by

Damn.

I came back to my office from my work out feeling great. I had a great work out and relieved a lot of stress. I was looking forward to jetting out of here to get home and straighten up a bit, because Brian is coming home from Atlanta tonight. Well he just called me and told me that he’s already landed in Denver and that he’s meeting his friend Dave for dinner tonight and will be home later. Now I feel like I have no reason to get home.

That’s a really bad attitude to have. There is so much I need to do for myself, with or without somebody. I need to put away my laundry and clean around my apartment. I need to have projects that are for me. Lately the motivation is just not there unless it is for him. Dumb, huh?

On the workout. I went with Mike of course, and it was good. We had a nice talk about work things. He and I have been arguing like cats and dogs today. I swear he disagrees with everything I say to him. Working out seemed to relieve that a little bit. We go through these phases.

I’m glad that we’ve been working out pretty regularly. Today was the first day in the past five trips where we didn’t swim laps. That was getting a bit old for me and too time intensive. So we walked laps and lifted weights. Here’s a picture of our track:

Anyway. I just realized that I didn’t contact any of the utility companies today. Shame on me. I bet I still can. So that will be my goal tonight. And to put away laundry!

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