angelak | Week and Weekend Update (Reply)

Been trying to write a little more lately.
I’ve been doing pretty well. Got some good things to focus on and I’m realizing each year that passes has a theme of its own for my life. This year is fitness and health. The past few years it has been magickal learning and ritual work.

There were the years prior to those that it was school.
I feel like 2006 was devoted to my love life and cultivating a solid partnership with my sweetie. I’d say I’d do 2006 all over again because the way we’ve approached our relationship has been… the most efficient way I’ve ever had – even if it wasn’t easy.

I hope to make 2008 my career year. But then I had a discussion with Smith to realize that he goes through a lot of the same issues with this place that I do. The difference? I have time and flexibility. He has a family to support.

This year I’ve been doing a lot of thinking and talking with Jim about living environments. I know that I have the freedom to do what it is that I want in this region. I feel like moving to the other side of the Duplex will afford me some opportunity to continue to allow my home to grow while still living alone. My views have shifted in the last 6 months about how I feel about this aspect. I’m not sure what happened, but I’m beginning to really enjoy my home, and how I have it. I miss coming home to people, but I think it’s safe to say that even though I have the option to move in with the army fellas when they move into a house together – I don’t know that I want that anymore. (It mostly stems off of kitchen/communal space fears.)

I have vowed to retain my own room no matter what future living environments come upon me… (I have no desire to lose my personal space, particularly when it comes to boyfriends anymore.)

Today, I have closed out most of my requests that I need to do. This leaves me with a frighteningly light load today, Friday.

LAST WEEKEND:
Last weekend was pretty fun. Friday I went to visit my mom and then I headed home. Saturday morning I went to the a-doc who fixed my back along with their massage guy. Then I went home, took care of some errands, tried to go to Steve’s Cinco De Mayo party and gave up when I could not locate his condo with the detours. Instead of chilling there for a few hours I went to Tacoma and spent the evening with Jim. Sunday … relaxed around Jim’s apartment and slept in while he went to drill. Nice. I think we saw Spiderman 3… we did that at some point. Maybe that was Saturday night? Haha. Monday I was tired of Jim’s apartment and wanted to get out. I wanted to do something DIFFERENT. The routine humdrums were getting to me. I have days off, I can DO stuff, even if Jim can’t, and Jim doesn’t have days off.

I went to Mom’s again and took the 4 dogs with us in the car while we took a ferry to Whidby Island to do a mini-road trip. We went to a couple of parks, walked the dogs in the forest and just hung out, and then took the ferry back to Mukilteo. We also went to a beachfront park and walked around too.

I then headed back to Tacoma and spent the evening with Jim. Woke up Tuesday and went to work. Tuesday Steve asked if I wanted to hang out, so I accepted. My original plan was to take a long stroll through Issaquah to get my bearings about me to make sure I didn’t hurt my back, but to get some exercise anyway.

Instead I allowed myself to go to the gym and put too much pressure on my back. Damnit, it was just feeling better and I temporarily restrained it. I was momentarily furious about it.

By Wednesday I took some drugs and tried to let it go. It was bugging me all day Weds.
I did a focus group for WaMu about random stuff for 2 hrs after work and got paid $75. I bought bras and then, because I was further South and I felt like it – I met up with Jim for dinner and then went to bed.

This is unusual – I normally stay home all week… but I commuted in Thursday and then carried out my workday. I realized my aircard has gone missing and this upset me. (I am still upset). I took drugs all morning for my back and then by eveningtime it felt a lot less sensitive. I felt safe enough to go for a run. I realized running flat was less impact that downhill running and I was also able to go my usual 3 mile stint. As usual, people recognize me when I run down front street. Smith’s wife commented to him later that night he had “seen Angela jogging.” *shrrrugs!*

Took a shower and then headed out to search Jim’s room in Tacoma in spite of my reluctance to make the drive. I called a few friends and finally got Lianna on the phone. It made the drive seem non existent.

I had not been able to get a hold of Jim, so I surprised him. He made me dinner and then we watched parts of “Butterfly Effect” on TV. Then I basically went to bed while he played XBOX (to keep me happy because he knows I don’t get upset about XBOX, but I will get upset about computer games.) Once he realized I was knocked out, he played some WoW and I continued to sleep.

He was cute. Once he noticed I was sleeping he tucked me in. hehehe. So cute. And then he came to bed around 2AM when I was having a nightmare of some kid in my neighborhood (he had a majorly creepy vibe) but he was on his bike and really had straggly hair. I flipped him off because he was glaring at me. He chased after me on his bike threatening to kill me or something quite close to that. I woke up as Jim tried to come into bed. For some odd reason I had an urgency to go back to sleep so I could continue to dream more about asshole kid. WTF? Most times you have weird dreams and you DON’T want to continue them. I got up to pee and then realized that trying to stay asleep to keep dreaming about said dude was stupid.

Jim said something about me being… restless or sounding like something was going on in my sleep or something. I gave him a brief description of the dream when I realized that yeah – I didn’t need to revisit the scene of the dream!!!

I woke up at 5 and didn’t want to budge. I hit snooze, even though I had went to bed plenty early.

At 5:15 I rounded up the dogs and started my commute. The road was clearer than usual so I made it home in the quickest time possible: one hour. I was happy about this.
Started my workday and searched for my aircard more. Not to be found.

How fucking retarded.

Random: I need to post about my trip and I still have half a post written. I'll be posting it one of these days...

My back still feels pretty good and I’ll probably take another little jog after work. I had hoped I could get up at 4:45AM and take a run when I got home before work. DAMN. Not to be.

I find it almost impossible to work out in the mornings. No matter how hard I want.
Anyways. I am determined to find that damned card. I think it fell out of my backpack, but I can’t be sure. Where else would it be? I didn’t go anywhere special this weekend. I went to 3 places:

-Home
-Jim’s
-Mom’s

Mom will check their tables – and yet somehow I doubt it is there.
I have thoroughly checked my car 3 times. Maybe I should do it again?
I wonder if it slipped off Jim’s bed to the other side by the wall? His room is so messy it feels impossible to really feel confident about a search.

Gah.
I WILL find it.

-Angela