yesterday, i woke up and felt a bit out-of-sorts. my coffee-tending on monday and tuesday had worn out my supply of adrenaline and i felt worn out and sensitive. i looked forward to a day of relaxation and recovery.
i called my cousin jason and we made a plan to have lunch together. now jason is a man's man. he practically oozes a certain masculine machismo... we ate lunch at gravy and he talked on about his job and its frustrations. it was wonderful to see him, but i felt a little drained and overwhelmed afterwards.
when i got home, my friend drew called and wanted to hang out with me. we drove down to mississippi and ran some errands. i finally explored the light bulb store on shaver. i had no idea there was such a variety of light bulbs or that a business could survive just by selling them. drew announced that his car was behaving "funny". i suggested that he drive me home and then call the mechanic. instead, drew drove a few miles to a bank and then parked the car in horror of its mechanical failures. i waited with him for AAA and for his wife. i had to find my own way home. when i got there, i felt even more drained and overwhelmed.
dave picked me up to go to see "the incredibles" at laurelhurst theater. we haven't hung out that much since we broke up a month or so ago. it was okay, but we were both pretty subdued. i was a bit sensitive- every flash and bang on the screen had me jumping in my seat. i'm glad i didn't go to a more violent film...
when i got home, my housemates and i stood chatting on the back porch. we headed to yorgo's, our neighborhood bar round the corner. we stayed drinking beer and playing pool until the bar closed. the whole time we were there, men kept coming up to our group to talk and to challenge us to games. they mostly were just hitting on me. i felt overwhelmed by all the attention. my housemates teased me about how they felt so protective of me, but confident in my ability to take care of myself.
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