My week so far.....

Ok, So I know everyone hates Mondays... However... I especially have this loathing foreboding ... rain cloud hoovering above me type action as soon as I awake. Is there something my parents forgot to tell me?

Lets take a look into my day.. shall we?

I take my Grandmother to the doctor... no biggie-I love my grams!
(My mom who should be doing this "decided" to stay another day in Columbus call me the evening before and graciously aloud me to take over her responsibilities for the fallowing day.. ohh mother how could I EVER repay you?)
She explains to me that if I take her in early, they will take her when she gets there and it's" in and out!" poof just like that.
I'm in naive, just woke up, jammin up to grams in PJ's mode and I'm like YES! bada boom boda bam in and out here we go!
My grandma has a hard time walking so we move at slow mo. I'm good... were chatting (catching up on the family drama).
and then something a little thing I like to call Chinese water torture happens.
we sit and wait!
and then we wait some more...
then we go back and get in our little holding cell and wait some more.
Mean while I'm supposed to be helping plan my cousins wedding.... which my mother would know had she not called me 15 hours prior to pull the trump card on her 22 years of service in the infantry of mother hood.

thanks for the guilt trip.

So after all is said and done we swing through Wendy's grab some lunch which I have to inhale because my in and out trip to the doc now has me at 1:50. I run home change and arrive @ work. at 2:04pm

oh, I forgot to mention work did I ?? sorry, I was too busy saving the world.

Tuesday was insignificant, I just worked my ass off then went for some Margarita therapy with my best friend. *

So Here I sit, Yes I am blogging at work... thank you! I deserve it.

Through the busiest week of my life and old flame pops up... which we are just friends now two years later and we decide to for dinner. (We will call him Mr. H)

Mr. h says I will call you after work on Monday or Tuesday night. It's Wednesday and guess what no call! SURPRISE SURPRISE! I shouldn't be upset right? were only friends? nope I'm mad because when I choose friends I seldom choose those who blow me off or don't call when they say they will.
I read a book by someone I consider to be the holy mecca of relationship advice AKA how to move on and that's a man by the name of Greg Behrendt. He wrote He's just not that into you and It's called a breakup because It's broken. A wise man that Greg! and here out of the entire book is what changed me for the better:
"Calling when you say you're going to call is the very first brick in the house you are building of love and trust. If he can't lay this one stupid brick down, you ain't never gonna have a house, baby. And it's cold outside."

there you have it folks.... I want the house!
I want the freaking trust tree.... I DO NOT want to sit awake waiting on you to call and guess what... i WONT. I'm not that kinda girl! I don't watch a see what happens. So hey there Mr. H, shape up or ship out!

Maybe next week we'll talk about how I turned into such a bad ass okay?
but for now that's all!
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