A Series of Fortunate Events

So yesterday started off pretty sucky. I had another 10-hour workday. It seems that families in trouble just really hit the bottom this time of year. (I work in Family Law) As we dealt with restraining orders, jerks who won't let moms see their kids for the holidays, and other acts of brutality, I thought..."is christmas really only two days away?"

My phone was being blown up with texts and messages from a friend. Our friend, who is moving away and having her own life adventure, was having a going away shindig in the city. I wanted to get out of work so badly to join everyone, and I could feel my blood pressure rising as I dealt with this crazy work stuff. Finally, around 7:00ish, I was free! I ran my happy ass to the bank with bonus check in hand. Full tank of gas and $6 for bridge toll was all I needed. Or, so I thought.

I have a boyfriend. So, as a courtesy, I let him know my plans. I knew he had been sitting on his arse all day playing video games and would not be up for a spontaneous run into the city. I also thought he would get pissy at me for wanting to go, as we had exciting plans for christmas food shopping. Woo.

I ran through many possible scenarios of how to tell him I wanted to go to the city. Then, I felt stupid for having to do that. So, I just blew into the apartment like a storm, and told him I had a shitty day at work, and that I was going into the city to have fun with friends and say goodbye to one of them. We got into a bit of a fight, and he tried to guilt trip me for taking off without him.

Guilt trip and all, I flew right back out the door and headed into the city. As I was driving and listening to music, I could feel myself decompressing from the long, stressful day, and it felt nice.

After some wrong turns and small panic attacks, I found myself at Kiki's! It was a humble, little joint, and I looked up to see a large group of people sitting around the table. I was in a manic mood, and started babbling and babbling. I can get very shy around big groups sometimes, but not last night. As K poured me a shot of Sake, and we toasted to adventures, I was a little sad that she was leaving. I say "a little" only because I am so happy for her for following her heart and going on an amazing adventure. I know what she went through to get there, and I am right on her heels doing the same!

I went out for a smoke with K's brother. Turns out he is a gamer dork just like me! He is also moving to the same state I'm moving! How about them apples?? We had a fantastic chat about why we want to move there, and had a good laugh about the bad rep the state gets, which we find quite silly. And, another guy at the table is from the exact area I want to be! He looked at me aghast and could not believe I wanted to move from the Bay to there! "Why would you want to do that?" he asked in awe. He told me that the area is not diverse at all, and that it was silly for me to move there. Au Contraire Papa Bear. Don't rain on my parade! I spouted off my speel like a well rehearsed child saying a prayer. He couldn't argue too much with me, because, I just didn't let him.

After Kiki's, we took a ride down to Daly City for icecream. I hate driving in the city at night...even during the day actually. Alas, I hopped in the car with two companions. One was a school friend, and the other was a friend of school friend. I'll call them....SF(school friend) and CF(cranky friend). So SF sat up front, and CF sat in the back. My car was quite messy from running around like a nut the past few days, and I'm certain CF did not approve. SF and I blasted my wonderful 80's music and sang along, while CF sat in the backseat quite miserable. She mentioned several times that she was "too young" to know this music. I wanted to turn around and smack the young right out of her face. The ice cream shop was closed, and some of the folks were going to catch a showing of Avatar, so we had a time schedule to keep. After much discussion, and after much whining from me about driving again, 6 of us piled into a 4-5 person car.

I wound up on the laps, and CF sat bitch. Because we didn't want to get cited for not wearing seatbelts, I literally spread out on everyone. I was squashing CF, but I didn't care too much. She kept moaning about getting alcohol and how she wanted to get drunk. We went to Nations, a 24-hour pie and hamburger place I had never heard of. I was still full from dinner (and really picky about my baked goods), so I didn't get anything. But, we sat around and chatted until it was time to pile back into the clown car. After much squealing, squeaking, moaning and groaning, we made it back to our destination. I gave K and her bro a big hug, and that was that.

SF and CF went back into my car. I turned my music on again, much to CF's disappointment. SF and I went all 80's on her ass, and we were screaming our lungs out to the music. I dropped the two girls out, and was on my way...but only for a moment. There was a huge accident that kept me stuck in traffic for nearly an hour, but what can ya do?

I made it back home, feeling really good and relaxed. I saw a huge box "wrapped" in a blanket near the tree. It was a present for me. I quizzed the bf on what it was. He wouldn't cave. But, I'm pretty good at guessing, and I think he got me a guitar! I am no musician, but I have always wanted a guitar so I could learn. I love music, and I'm a damn fine air guitarist. For my birthday last year, I told him I wanted a guitar. I got a bottle of absynthe instead. This absynthe is still sitting in the cupboard, untouched. I was pissed that he got me that because that was a present for him. All I wanted was a guitar. So, maybe he's making up for last birthday's snafu. Or maybe it's not a guitar at all, but I can't really imagine what else it could be.

As I was playing on the computer, he turns around and says to me "You know what's sad.." I mumbled "what" to him. He swiveled in his chair and said "This is our last Christmas together." I looked up at him. I couldn't think of anything to say to that. I told him I just didn't know what to say.

I woke up at 7am today, even though I have no work. My body just wakes up early now on its own accord. I have a very busy day ahead of me today.

-Go to the gym (skipped yesterday). I'm bringing a little notebook, so I can start writing down what I'm doing and my weight so I can track myself.
-Do laundry. Man, I have a ton of freaking laundry...not happy about this
-Return clothes. I got two cute shirts from hot topic that hug me so tight I won't go out in public with them on.
-Get meat. I left my Texas brisket at work, so now I need to trek up to work and get it so we have xmas dinner
-Food shopping. Yams, hams, mac and cheese, dinner rolls, etc. I have to get it all today, but making the bf go with me for this one.
-Clean. The apartment looks like a bomb went off. This makes me crazy, I like to be neat and cozy. I'm not touching dishes though with my freshly manicured nails. Screw that. I hope my next place has a dishwasher.
-Pay bills. Thank you xmas bonus for allowing me to pay my bills early.

I think that's all. Doesn't seem so bad now that it's all typed out.

I might have a third for my roadtrip. Another old friend of me and roadtrip guy may join us. At first, I was a little nervous at the thought because I really want a mellow trip, but he convinced me that it would be fun. She mentioned camping at the Grand Canyon and other fun things, so maybe that will work out!