Wednesday, February 27, 2013

24


I had a great walk last night and it was beautiful.  The weather here is really nice.  It was cold, but not too cold, and there was a breeze that would lift my hair and kiss the back of my neck.  Everything smelled clean and the neighborhood was quiet.  My stomach was a little tight, so I didn’t get as far as I would’ve liked.  I can usually average a 5 mile walk, but this one was more like 2 miles. I didn’t want to push it…I don’t need complications with so much on my plate right now and so many plans for the future.

There was a full moon last night too, and to see it peeking up through some giant thuja trees was really quite spectacular.  There were even the little wisps of clouds surrounding it and appeared in different colors of purple, blue and pink.  It was a romantic moon. It was the kind of moon that makes you long for the right person to slide your hand into theirs and feel the warmth of their fingers curl around the back of your palms.  The kind where you don’t speak because you know that they know what you’re thinking and there’s no need to disturb the silence.  It made me miss being in complete sync with someone and that’s a hard thing to find. 

The great part was that when I left for work this morning, the moon was still beautifully luminous despite the rising sun trying to chase it away. I’m thankful that I recognize the beauty around me, that I take time so see it when so many let the moments pass them by. I wouldn’t have the slightest idea how to describe something so breathtakingly beautiful to someone who doesn’t have their sight.  I am blessed.

After I got back from my walk, I got 6 calls from one of the “J’s”.  The last one was received around 11:40 p.m.  I’ve made it clear that I wake up early and this girl needs her beauty Zzzz’s!  Normally, I’d just shut this person down, but given that he’s MMs brother and he’s hurting, I just couldn’t do it last night.  Plus, I use my phone as an alarm clock so I can’t turn the ringer off.

However, I did make sure that he stayed off the topic of the twins (his favorite subject, even though he’s never been up close and personal with them…other than a hug) and on topic of other things, like his brother.  He does have a wicked sense of humor but most of it is nasty humor.  I can laugh with the best of them, but some of it was tasteless and that late at night without tequila…well… I did end up getting up and grabbing a shot of Fireball. 

He kept asking me to come pick him so we could go for Japanese food, and I kept telling him that everything is closed and I’m in for the night.  The funny thing is, I can see him taking his brother’s place as a friend, if he could just keep it that way. I can’t be anything more than that to him…especially since his brother and I were so tight. I just don’t think he can keep it on that level.  The cool thing is, with most of my guy friends, I can talk about taboo subjects that women don’t talk to men about (and vice versa), and I like that. It’s like having an “in” on a special club or something.  This “J” could give me some seriously fun and weird intel, but I’m not willing to go there if he can’t just be friends. He can be such a TOOL!  Ah well…

Today the monkey was dancing up a storm. I love Project Management, but it has its moments. It’s difficult when other people want to make sure all aspects of their jobs are covered under the auspices of my project…but my project scope won’t allow the scope creep.  When that happens, I have to pull the rug out from under someone and hope I do it with class and respect.  Not always easy given my propensity to forego political correctness and utilize blunt force trauma at the slightest mention of additional requirements and funding. We also had vendors on the conference phone, so I try to keep things short and tight.

After I got home, I got out the bucket and scrub brush and gave the Beast (Hemi Durango) the washing of his life.  Got off all the Tahoe dirt and bird stuff....He looks SWEET!  The day is coming to an end.  Sorry, it isn't going to be as dramatic as the series 24, but you just never know....

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