This weekend was (for the most part) relaxing, and productive. I needed one of those… and I needed some time to be with my own thoughts - while I don't particularly enjoy them, it's a necessary evil.
Friday: worked until 8:00, and then headed to an LCBO with a coworker - after freaking out in her office. She told me I needed to get out (it had been a 'work until at least 8:00pm every night' work week) and we spent some time in the Queens Quay LCBO, looking at nice wines. I bought a couple of bottles, and then drove home. I met up with emma and some friends, and we spent the night chatting about explicit topics - and enjoying pink champagne, and for the boys - wine spritzers.
Saturday: Since I stayed at emma's place (on her couch that housed me for almost a month), I woke up and lounged for a few. Then got up, headed home, showered, and met Alicia for a road trip. We headed out to Waterloo with plans to obtain some Homecoming gear… and had a bite to eat, and a couple of drinks at our old on-campus bar, wilf's. I have to say - it really solidified the quarter life crisis. Managed to get some good stuff to match for homecoming… and headed back in time for Alicia to get to church. Did a bit of shopping, and went home with the intent to nap… which didn't happen. Took the subway up to meet Alicia again, and then drove over to starbucks, got some lattes, and went to another friend's place to just hang out. We ended up watching sisterhood of the travelling pants 2 (which shows how exhausted we all were!), ate, and napped. Ha! Home by 12am on a Saturday, and to bed shortly after. Real party animal.
Sunday: Woke up fairly early, and organized like CRAZY. Got a lot of things cleaned out, and watched 27 dresses (yes - I know. Embarassing). Then met up with a coworker to see the expendables… which - if you can ignore the horrendous acting by all, except my boyfriend jason statham - was great. Action movies are amazing. Walked home, stopped in a few stores along the way…
I ended up having a pretty heaving duty conversation with a friend about stale relationships… and it infuriated me. And the more I thought about it, the more I can be ok with being single. Yes - it's lonely sometimes. Yes - I wish things had worked out differently… but do I want to be 'content' my whole life? Comfortable, and just 'ok'? Not a chance. That's a blog entry for another time though.
Did some more tidying, streamlining, cleaning, and general life organization, and watched 'the insider'. And went to bed… unable to sleep all night.
As my friend said, 'some days will be better, and some will be worse'. this was one of those 'worse'.
Friday: worked until 8:00, and then headed to an LCBO with a coworker - after freaking out in her office. She told me I needed to get out (it had been a 'work until at least 8:00pm every night' work week) and we spent some time in the Queens Quay LCBO, looking at nice wines. I bought a couple of bottles, and then drove home. I met up with emma and some friends, and we spent the night chatting about explicit topics - and enjoying pink champagne, and for the boys - wine spritzers.
Saturday: Since I stayed at emma's place (on her couch that housed me for almost a month), I woke up and lounged for a few. Then got up, headed home, showered, and met Alicia for a road trip. We headed out to Waterloo with plans to obtain some Homecoming gear… and had a bite to eat, and a couple of drinks at our old on-campus bar, wilf's. I have to say - it really solidified the quarter life crisis. Managed to get some good stuff to match for homecoming… and headed back in time for Alicia to get to church. Did a bit of shopping, and went home with the intent to nap… which didn't happen. Took the subway up to meet Alicia again, and then drove over to starbucks, got some lattes, and went to another friend's place to just hang out. We ended up watching sisterhood of the travelling pants 2 (which shows how exhausted we all were!), ate, and napped. Ha! Home by 12am on a Saturday, and to bed shortly after. Real party animal.
Sunday: Woke up fairly early, and organized like CRAZY. Got a lot of things cleaned out, and watched 27 dresses (yes - I know. Embarassing). Then met up with a coworker to see the expendables… which - if you can ignore the horrendous acting by all, except my boyfriend jason statham - was great. Action movies are amazing. Walked home, stopped in a few stores along the way…
I ended up having a pretty heaving duty conversation with a friend about stale relationships… and it infuriated me. And the more I thought about it, the more I can be ok with being single. Yes - it's lonely sometimes. Yes - I wish things had worked out differently… but do I want to be 'content' my whole life? Comfortable, and just 'ok'? Not a chance. That's a blog entry for another time though.
Did some more tidying, streamlining, cleaning, and general life organization, and watched 'the insider'. And went to bed… unable to sleep all night.
As my friend said, 'some days will be better, and some will be worse'. this was one of those 'worse'.