I’m fucking polite like that

So, I fell off the grid for some while. Because that’s exactly what I felt like doing – falling off the grid. And mostly, yes, still because of Shrumf. He’s everywhere! I was eating a tuna wrap sandwich the other day, and I swear to you, the wrap was surprisingly orange. And I was like goddammit is everything going to be orange now. I’m avoiding Facebook, my beloved Twitter, and even Instagram for some reason. And I stopped writing the blog to avoid writing about Shrumf, but guess what, my first paragraph is still about him. I guess, that’s why he always wins.

Anyway. I did get to go out with friends on Saturday. And it was super fun, we got hammered, and danced our butts off. We were also seated dead center of the place, like goddamn royalty. Probably because I know everyone from the DJ, to the bartender in the place. Not to brag. But I’m totally bragging. Also, those are actually the only two people I know there. For my local readership people, tis to place to go. Granted, one expects to get hammered, and dance one’s butt off. Falada is where they meet your soul’s desires.

But mostly I’ve been super sad these past few weeks because my significant other has gone on a 2-week business trip, and it’s usually never this long. And it sucks because two weeks is not enough time to find a replacement for him. I also feel there’s a little something suspicious about a 2-week business trip. Or more like EVERYTHING IS FUCKING suspicious about a 2-week business trip. But I haven’t used caps in my messages to him, so I consider myself a saint sufferer. Also, haven’t used yet. We have two more days to go.

All things considered, today turned out to be pretty special. It started off pretty shitty, as I woke up at 5 am with a complete assuredness that I’m not going back to sleep. After thinking, and re-thinking about every possible detail of every possible detail, it was 6 am. And then I had a sudden urge to go for a walk. And I never usually have sudden urges to walk, so I went. Thankfully, I live in a neighborhood that somewhat encourages morning walks, and even has a canal.

And I tell you it was nice. I got so inspired I even had oatmeal for breakfast. The oatmeal I forgot I had. And then I had plenty more time before work, so I did some chores around the house, got ready without hurrying, and I tell you it’s the best I ever felt about insomnia. I’m not promising this habit sticks, but I’m telling you it happened once.

And then later today after work, I went to get my nails done. This is actually something I do regularly because I think I forgot how to cut my own nails. But this lady was sitting next to me, and she was having really hard time choosing a color. Like she made the girl try six different colors, I shit you not, and was still not sure. So, I felt like I had to intervene, and I did. And we ended up choosing not the color she actually wanted, but the color that would be appropriate for her tomorrow’s court hearing, in relation to the husband that abandoned her, and left with nothing (the usual). And I listened thinking ‘goddammit woman, I only wanted to help you with the color’. I also participated in the conversation because the hardest secrets are easiest to be told to strangers. Also, I’m fucking polite like that.

But I’m glad I did, she seemed to be leaving a little more relieved. Because I freaking chose the color for her, obviously.

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