I am a type A control freak, planning fool. I admit it and am not that bashful to say it. I can’t help it. While my apartment maybe disorganized and messy, my cubicle scary at times; I love to plan, makes lists and get things done according to a timeline.
But sometimes those plans go off-track and that is when I can get a little nutty because I didn’t plan it that way! I was supposed to go home, to Nashville this weekend but after dealing with a wrecked car, my little cushion was gone. I kept thinking I could make it work, it wasn’t like I was going up there to spend, spend, spend. But Thursday morning I knew that I didn’t need to do it. I was devastated because I really needed that time back there with friends to regroup and relax.
After emails back and forth with Stacey, I knew that I had made the right decision and while I miss her and my other friends like crazy, it needed to be done. That afternoon my boss came to me to ask me to cover his conference call on Monday. A day that I had planned on being off but since I changed plans, didn’t need to. The call isn’t that big of a deal but it did make me feel good that my new boss trusts me to handle the call while he is out of the office. Something that I will probably do from now on when he is out.
Good Friday was spent in the office cleaning up files that I had managed to put off because they were the trickier ones. We were getting off early so I was excited that while I wasn’t getting to go home to visit, I did get a little time off to just relax. Another co-worker was showing me things that I needed to look for and told me that the whole team thought I was doing a good job and reassured me that in time, it would all come easily to me.
My time off was spent reading, watching movies and slowly start to catch up on my DVR programs. Umm, yeah, I don’t know how I always manage to get so behind with this but it only takes one missed program to get behind and then you have a season’s worth of programs to watch!
I did watch one movie that I am still shaking my head about, “I Hate Valentine’s Day,” which is the case for me. Even when I am dating someone, I don’t care for it. I am all about protecting yourself from getting hurt but the main character’s attitude was all kinds of messed up. She was very perky, to the point that I wanted to bop her on the head with a frying pan. And her issues towards her father caused her to miss out on trying out a relationship. She finally realized it and got her man but still. . .
I am the first to admit, I am bad about relationships. They scare me yet I want to be in one. I have had horrible boyfriends in the past and have let those experiences have caused me to mess things up all on my own. But if I have the faith that one day He will send the right one to me, I am hoping that my issues don’t cloud my judgment, thus ruining a great relationship. It is kind of like the story about a man praying to God to send him help when he is stuck on the roof while the flood waters keep rising. A boat, a helicopter and something else that escapes me at this time, come by offering to rescue him but he says no, he knows that God will save him. He drowns, goes to heaven and asks God why he didn’t save him. Well, I sent you the boat, a helicopter. . . yet you turned them all down. Sometimes God sends us people that he knows will help the situation, you just have to trust Him. I may have been guilty of this in the past so here is hoping that I can open my eyes and see His future for me.
My that was a tangent! But my weekend was spent just relaxing, napping, reading and watching tv. Not so eventful but I have had plenty of cuddle time with Wookie. Little man is getting a bit spoiled around here but he does pay me back with paw pats and kisses.