Check in

I realize I've missed a few days and need to post about the third date but I need to catch up on my sleep before doing so.

I have such a headache...ugh.

Personal life is good. Work is absolute hell.

Second date

Yeah... okay, I guess I know that there's something there. : )

Midway through the afternoon we decided to go stroll through an art gallery after work. We ended up going to the fringe festival after that and then went back to her place for tea (heh..) where we continued to talk past midnight. I just can't get over how much fun it is to have such interesting and intelligent conversation with her. We would probably still be talking away if we didn't have to work in...oh, 5.5 hours. Sigh... damn work getting in the way of my social life.

She asked if she could see me tomorrow (or rather today now..) but I told her probably not because I have my Aunt and cousin's family coming for a barbeque... and seeing how I blew off my Aunt this evening (my mom covered for me... talk about a supportive mother! Willing to cover for me while I go on a date!). We will see each other on Saturday after I'm finished work though. : )

Oh, we also stopped at a bookstore earlier in the evening. It was a new used bookstore near the festival that she wanted to check out. She used to manage a Chapters in the city and is a huge book whore (as well as a writer, etc). I was in awe of the collection she has at home. Anyway, she purchased three books to read and insisted that I pick one out for myself so that I would have a book to remember her by. Kind of sweet, seeing how I adore books.

When we arrived at her place, I noticed one of those tiny little miniture books on her coffee table... I picked it up and it was Nancy Drew's Survival Guide. LMAO... it is such a cute little clever book. She said she found it for me because we have been joking about Nancy Drew a lot lately (I admitted that I had owned several of the books as a kid). So yeah, she sure knows how to woo me, lol.

Oh, I also found out she loves Veronica Mars as much as I do. My god, how much more could we have in common???

Today I'm grateful for:

* Wonderful conversation
* Living in the 'Festival City'
* Friends
* Unexpected visits from family I actually like

Mid-Week Blah

This week is sucking. I feel like I'm in the twilight zone. Between the hour or two I'm sleeping per night (last night 1.5 hours) and the craziness at work, not to mention the added thought of what may or may not happen in regards to the British girl.... gah! I'm just hanging on for dear life and hoping each day brings me closer to stability.

I really don't know what's going to happen with the British girl. I have no idea. I don't know if we're just friends or if we are going to date casually. On one hand I'm wondering about it and on the other hand I'm too exhausted to deal with it.

My aunt from the Toronto area is in town for the rest of the week, which is a pleasant surprise because she's my favourite extended family member. She called me at work and left me a goofy voice mail message asking if I wanted to get together with her tonight... so we ended up watching my cousin's kid play football for a while and then stopped at Tim Horton's for coffee (water for me... god knows I don't need caffeine near bedtime with the trouble I've been having with sleep!). I think I'll hang out with her a bit after work tomorrow and then on Friday she and my cousin's family are coming over for a barbeque.

Busy, busy...

Today I'm grateful for:

* Moving on
* Exceptionally awesome colleagues in the East
* Only having one meeting tomorrow
* Finally having at least half of this week over with
* My after work nap

Whatever

I love Rick Mercer. He's freakin' hilarious...

I just got home from work. I worked from 7 am to 8 pm. Woo. Nothing like a good ol' healthy crisis to stir things up... sheesh.

Mr. Bean is not funny to me. I keep seeing the promo for Mr. Bean's Holiday or whatever it's called and it makes me shake my head and turn the channel. It's like Borat... I just don't get it.

I slept from 8 pm to 6 am yesterday. I was nearly late for work because I slept so late. It was great though... pain free sleep at last! I hope I can repeat the same tonight.

The British girl e-mailed me this afternoon to tell me that the lesbian bar in the city is having some event on Saturday, sponsored by the Pride Centre. She wants to volunteer for decorating duty on Saturday afternoon and asked if I would like to join her. It was funny though because she was sensitive to the fact that I'm not out at work, so the whole e-mail was coded with phrases like 'girl family place' and we could meet 'new family', etc. I told her I'm working on Saturday but I'll see if I can escape by 3 pm. It's going to be a looooooooooooong day. I don't even know what the event is at the lesbian bar. I should look that up. She said if we don't find ourselves enjoying ourselves that we can cut out and go see The Invasion. I have to admit that it's nice to have someone other than myself plan an evening. I told her that on Sunday when we were ordering dinner... well, not specifically that, but I said that I like when a girl can make a decision once and a while. I'm a Planner and make heavy decisions all day long at work so sometimes I like to take a back seat when I leave work.

Well, I think it's time to take a short walk around the neighbourhood and then head off to bed. I can't believe tomorrow is only Wednesday...

Today I'm grateful for:

* Red Bull
* Great meds
* My iPod
* Working through big problems
* Sleep!
* Jen actually coming MSN to chat
* Funny e-mails

Exhausted

I am so, so, sooooooo tired. I think I got a grand total of 15 minutes of sleep last night. I was in rough shape all day today. Naturally work had to kick my arse anyway, but today was especially hard to get through while sleep deprived and in pain. I just can't sleep at all. I was in the hot tub outside at 2:30 in the morning in an attempt to make myself more comfortable/tired, but it didn't really work. I went to the doctor after work for a follow up visit for that medication that made me totally ill (probably why I'm not sleeping so well now and feel sick to my stomach most of the day). She prescribed me something to help with my stomach and assured me that it's Tylenol I should be taking for pain and not Advil or Aspirin. I probably could have looked that up online, but honestly, the thought never occurred to me.

My ex had her surgery today. I wonder how it went...

My youngest sister has once again started a new job. This makes approximately 482 this year. We're so proud of her... *rolls eyes*

Today I'm grateful for:

* The end of the work day today
* Meds to heal my stomach (hopefully)
* The fact that I didn't crash my car on the way home from the doctor

Spontaneous meeting!

So, I've had quite the crazy day...

I had company over last night until nearly 1 am and then I got online and replied to an e-mail from this girl I've been e-mailing back and forth with. The e-mail turned into about three pages and I could hardly see straight by the time I was finished composing it at about 2:30 in the morning. I went to bed and had a really lousy sleep until about 8 am when I got out of bed only because I felt like garbage (despite not even drinking the previous night) from staying up so late. I ate breakfast and read the newspaper before deciding that my burning eyes needed more rest. I tried going back to sleep but found I just couldn't get comfortable. I got up once again and paced the house, tried to read, surfed the 'net, soaked in the hot tub outside... finally I was able to lay back down to sleep. I woke up about four hours later and decided that I should probably get out of bed despite wanting to sleep more... so I dragged myself into the bathroom to prepare a bath (I felt too tired to stand in the shower... that's how exhausted I felt). While it was running, I went online to check my e-mail. There was an e-mail from this woman, titled 'How impulsive do you feel today?'. It started with, "How spontaneous do you feel today? I was thinking rather than gather up two weeks of wondering, why don't we just meet up later - even around ummm, 3:30 or 4 today..."

Yeah, it was 2:55 pm at that time. Needless to say, I took the fastest shower in the history of the world, half-assed blow-dried my hair and gave her a call (she provided her cell number in the e-mail) to let her know I was up for the meeting. I met her in the city near her neighbourhood at Second Cup (a coffee shop chain like Starbucks) where we chatted for about an hour before deciding to walk to a nearby park that had this really great stream and pond in the middle of it where we talked for another hour. We decided we were hungry so we went to a restaurant to eat where we talked for another two hours. We decided to pack it in around 8:30 pm because we both have to work tomorrow. She gave me a hug and told me we will definitely have to get together again this week. She asked me if I'd like to see The Invasion this weekend (she has a thing for Nicole Kidman) with her and I told her I would.

Yeah. So... I really like her. I had an absolute blast. The way we bantered back and forth, you'd think we were in an episode of Gilmore Girls, only better. We have so much in common, it's kind of scary actually. She has such a fantastic personality and she's funny as hell with a sharp wit. Oh, and there's also the adorable British accent. I forgot to mention that.

Here's the part that will make you go, "Um....."

She's married.

Yep. Married. To a woman. Well... they are separated and will be getting a divorce. It turns out her wife fell in love with her ex-girlfriend (the woman she originally moved to Canada for) and they are now together. She's totally fine with it and has moved on and gotten her own apartment. It's like an episode of The L-Word or something. They're all great friends.

Random points of interest:

* She loves Jann Arden as much as I do
* She loves CSI and BtVS as much as I do
* Her former job in London was working for Princess Diana's sister
* She has an odd love of disaster movies
* She's had several articles published in various magazines
* She has reddish blonde hair and she's slightly shorter than I am (so roughly 5'1" or 5'2")
* She's been in Canada since 1999
* She's 35 years old (I'm sure y'all already guessed that though from my previous 'Age Rule' post)

Alright, I'm exhausted. Time to pack it in for the day. Funny, yesterday was the one year anniversary of my meeting my ex. A day later, I have another first date. Strange how that happened. Wonderfully surprising, but strange all the same...

I don't think I need to add the gratitude part today. : )

Now let's hope I didn't just jinx the hell out of this...

Oh yuck...

In case anyone didn't know this, I have to tell you that skim milk and red grapes should not be consumed together. Bleah... why I thought that was a good idea, I'll never know.

I went to Old Navy this afternoon to pick up a pair of jeans because my other pairs are falling off of me. What a freakin' nightmare. I'm never going to Old Navy on a Saturday afternoon ever again. After Old Navy I decided I hadn't stressed myself out enough so I went to the Nike store to look for socks for running. I found a really nice long sleeved shirt that I liked designed to wick the sweat away from you, etc., so I took that and two pairs of socks up to the counter. The guy at the counter is like, "Um... we're only accepting cash today. Our system crashed." I looked at him and said, "Well, seeing as how this overpriced shirt and these extremely overpriced socks would already run me well over $50, I'd have to say no... I don't have that kind of cash on me." I dropped the stuff on the counter and left. I went to Sport Chek and picked up two pairs of socks for about $25. Good exercise stuff is fucking expensive!!! They know people will pay $10 for a pair of socks that will eliminate blisters from forming on long runs/walks. Bastards.

I went over to my grandparents' place a while ago to check on my kitties. Nobody is there this week, so they're by themselves. They were both in hiding and only one came out to see me. Where the other one is hiding, I'll never know. I don't understand how cats can hide so well. There was one time that Simon (my five year old orange cat) hid and we searched literally every freakin' crook and cranny in that house and we couldn't find him. A few hours later, he strolls into the kitchen looking for food. What the hell? It's not like they go outside or anything... I don't get it. Another time Molly (my five year old calico cat) did the same thing only for longer and my grandmother was in tears thinking she was gone because I had had people in to clean the furnace that morning and the door was slightly open for that time. The sound of them cleaning scared the crap out of the cats and they went into hiding. Well holy cow... when Molly came out of hiding several hours later, my grandmother was sobbing and scolding her at the same time. Needless to say, she loves those cats as though they were her children.

I spent all day at work yesterday composing lengthy e-mails that hurt my brain. So, what do I do all yesterday evening and this morning? Yep, I composed no less than nine lengthy e-mails. Those ones were much more fun than the work ones. No number crunching and stress involved. : )

Oh yeah, I thought I'd mention... a year ago today, I met my ex for the first time in person. Strange how the anniversary doesn't bother me. Two months ago I was sure I'd be a wreck on this date, but obviously I've come a long way. : )

Today I'm grateful for:

* Humour and wit
* Girls
* A half decent internet connection
* My grandmother in B.C. surviving another year