angelak | Yesterday evening - Cheryl

*Yawns* It's not that I have an excuse to be tired, but I just am. I am formatting a hard drive right now. Bleh. I should respond to Amy of Building. She left me a voicemail about her Outlook, but I just don't have the energy to talk.

Yesterday was a ton of fun with Cheryl and Cristin writing the ritual and blocking it. I should start working on my Oak King part now, memorization. Cheryl also began teaching me the fight scene work with the staves. It will be so much fun, it's such a challenge, but I think I can get it down. I mean, we've got a month, so I think if I stick to it like glue, I'll be able to catch the movements! We lost track of time while we were experimenting, and little did I know Steve was trying to call because I was late.

The stormy, windy, rainy weather made him worried, especially that I was about an hour late. My phone was in Cheryl's room, we were practicing our moves in the garage. Normally I have my cell on me, but I had left in her room while we wrote.

We vented about various frustrating things too, which is always good. Cristin left early, before Cheryl and I started our practicing. When I did get a hold of Steve, he was annoyed because I hadn't called. And suddenly, like a rope around my neck, I felt so very restricted, more so than I had ever felt with even my parents. And it was then that a shadow of doubt was cast upon the subject of moving in with him.

I wondered to myself if this was the right thing. Worrying and such, as Cheryl continued blocking the ritual, I began to pay less attention to the blocking and seriously wonder what mistake I had made? I tried to shrug it off. Too late now, anyway.

I came home to a sink full of dishes, that Steve had promised he would do the prior evening. They were still there. I ignored them at first, showing him some movements, until he began questioning why anyone would do it THAT way... and then I got defensive, with being tired, and the frustration from his worry that I was late sunk in. Alongside with the dishes, I was just annoyed. Got in an argument. I didn't even want to go to bed with him at this point.

Too tired to be stubborn for long, I just gave up and went to bed with him, still miffed about the dishes, but weary from nearly 2 hours of movements that had flown by, as if time were quicksand, taking moments down in no time. It was crazy. I woke up, not ready for the day, but feeling less annoyed. And here I am. The hard drive is on 95% done formatting, soon I will begin the Windows 2000 installation. Blah. :X Oh well. ZZZZzzZZ I didn't even have coffee this morning, I opted for Chai tea....

-Angela