You know when you look at the clock, and then you look a little while later, but it actually isn’t a while later, it is, in fact, several hours later, and you wonder where the time went, but then you get excited because you realize that the time has flown by and you will get to go home soon, and you remark on the phenomenon to your co-workers wondering if the time flew by for them, too? Today is not one of those days for me. Yesterday was, though. Yesterday, tons of crap went wrong at work and I was so tense waiting for everything to be fixed that the day was over before I knew it. Today…well, things have been just as crappy, but the Time Fairy is effing with my head! I got out of a meeting this morning that felt like it had lasted for at least an hour…only to find merely 25 minutes had passed. I thought that surely it must be time for my mid-afternoon snack, but it was simply time for lunch. I hate days like today. I hate, I hate, I hate.
However, I love that Mike is here! We have had a splendid time so far, I must say. On Friday we went to see Rufus Wainwright at The Beacon Theater, on Saturday we had lunch with Dana and her boy, I made a Valentines dinner, and then we went out with some pals for a big night on the town, on Sunday we met up again with Dana, her boy, and her cousin for some karaoke, and on Monday we went to my friend’s comedy show. Yesterday I made dinner, and then we high tailed it downtown for a work show. We’ve been busy, but it’s been so great to have him here! Plus, it’s been really fun for me to have someone to cook for.
I can’t wait for another long weekend. Unfortunately, I don’t have another government-mandated one until May. So, that means I’m going to have to take some days off! I have it covered, though. What I really need is a day to sleep. I have been so tired these last few weeks. Like I have The Mono or something! Man, how embarrassing would it be to have to call in sick with The Mono when you’re in your twenties or thirties? Ha, I can’t imagine. I would totally make my doctor write a different excuse.