Tuesday. You have failed me.
I needed sleep like none other. My alarm went off and I had to remind myself why I had set it. Oh yea, Esther’s car is in a 2 but spot that needs to be paid for. I got Judy ready and marched out at 8:15.. I’ve rounded the corner and even though I can’t see the car, I know I am too late. Yep.. A happy white envelope is on my windshield. Damn. I decide to let it sit since I’ve now paid $58 for the next two hours there. I meander over to what was formally broadacre. Jude is of course stopping g traffic and turning heads.. That girl!
I sat in the sun with my lady drinking a cap.
I finally convinced myself to move on with the day. Coffee date with sudurma love and a short drive to Elk Grove. It’s now 1pm and I’ve picked up my disappointing mail and purchased healthier options for my appetite this week. Who knew that spending a Sunday afternoon with 7 gay men with bottomless mimosas would turn my week into such a shit show….
A shower, an OCD cleansing of the apartment and still no texts. I start to organize my workload and I realize I’m crushed. Always happens, always. I need stability. I want an anchor. ::sigh:: I hate dating.
I’ll give him 5 more mins of my time. That’s all he gets..
