Did I say Wednesday is my Favorite Day???

Just when I start feeling good about the body, the head, etc…. The work goes to crap.  It seems that there can never be a time when everything is aligned. 

My exercise routine is going well and my body is responding.  I’m tightening up and getting stronger.  Although I don’t “diet”, my food intake is going well.  I’m controlling my Monday through Friday with lots of greens, fruits and protein.  Weekends are mine to do with what I will, i.e. eat whatever I want, within reason.  The only thing I need to curb is the wine drinking, i.e stick to the ‘occasional’ glass during the week.

My head is pretty clear about the men in my life (or lack thereof), and I’m not feeling desperate about being with someone.  However, why is it that when I’m ok with that…the freaks come out of the woodwork?? Ya’ll know I don’t play in my work pond, but I’m still getting a certain someone’s advances.  He’s married for Christ sake!  I won’t do a single or a ménage with him…and I’ve made that quite clear.  The more confident I am, the more attractive I am to the ones that want to swing, the ones that want to cheat, the playa’s, etc.  I accept that I may always be alone, but can we get rid of the riff raff too?

But work..on my favorite day of the week… WHAT THE BLOODY HELL???? Shit hits the fan straight off.  Yesterday my work laptop broke down and today, I still don’t have it.  But that doesn’t stop the contractual issues from happening, nor the meeting with our outside agency, emergency meetings to deal with the contractual issues, etc.  Then I have to run these issues all they way up the management chain. I swear…if there was tequila onsite, it would’ve been gone!

I do enjoy the challenge of project management, and I don’t mind the small issues.  I only have major issues when someone isn’t doing their job.  And it’s because of this person’s lack of attention to detail that I’m having these issues.  I had already voiced my concerns last April, and now this.  And this too shall pass.  The good news is that I may get to take my Friday off, and it will be welcomed…even if this was only a 3 day work week, it feels more like a two-weeker..with weekends included!

I can see that for my own sake, I’ll need to pick up my blogging baton more often.  But on a great note…

Last night I found a square of tissue in my medicine cabinet.  It was from my Beanster and she was thanking me for having her over and she loves me!  That girl, I don’t know what I’d do without her.  She keeps me focused, keeps my head on straight.  I talked with her this weekend about her questions regarding my boytoy and I made it clear to her.  A man is a ‘nice’ to have, not a ‘need’ to have.  We had a good discussion about it and about being independent, which is the same discussion I had with the boy years back. i.e. ‘women being ‘nice’ to have’s not ‘need’ to haves.  I believe it goes both ways. 

Sure, I want a man to compliment my life and wake up to..but I can get along fine without it too.  For too many years, the fear of being alone stopped me from doing the right thing. Don’t get me wrong, I still get those fears, but I work through them and generally come out fine on the other end.  I want my Beanie to have confidence, make her own money and call her own shots.  And I believe she will.  Can you tell this is an important subject for me???  G’nite peeps!