I'm Blowin' This Popsicle Stand

No, I am not giving oral pleasure to a popsicle stand, and there will not be pictures to follow. In a few hours my boyfriend is coming over so we can leave to San Francisco. He has only ever been to Pier 39 so I'm going to show him some of the neighborhoods I've come to know and love over the years. Today has already been good just knowing that a small road trip is in order. I needed it more than you can ever know.

Yesterday was a bad one. I was on the verge of tears pretty much all day. I had a migraine for the second day running, which I was keeping just enough at bay with 800 mg ibuprofen to function. I was extremely emotional and everything was getting to me. I have days like that, and yesterday was one of the worst. It started off by my being frustrated that I am never trained on a new task at work. I'm just thrown in and expected to find whomever might have knowledge about it, then get it done. Now, this would be fine if not accompanied by my co-worker making comments like, "You should know how to do this." Really co-worker? And how's that? But like I most often do at work, I just smiled at her and went about my day finding ways in which I could learn what I needed to, to do what they needed me to do.

I commented on blogs yesterday about how something they said made me tear up, so many times, that people probably thought I was lying. But I wasn't. I teared up more times than I care to remember. During these times I have so many friends I could unload on. But I don't because I don't want to burden them. I figure most of them are going through their own stuff, and don't need my stuff added to the mix. It's something I need to work on. Maybe I should've called my sponsor, even though I didn't feel like drinking, just to vent.

But then, something magical happened. I had scheduled a meeting with someone in budgets to try and learn this new task, and I had the best time with her. Our 1 1/2 hour meeting consisted of maybe 1/2 hour of her telling me how to look at our budget bill and pull out the things I needed to. The other hour was us venting, and joking, and her telling me she had my job for two years so she understood. I needed that more than I could have imagined. I left that meeting feeling refreshed. Like it was a whole new day even though it wasn't. When I was leaving she said, "Can we get together like this once a week? I really like talking to you." And, you guessed it, I almost teared up AGAIN. Not only do I now have someone at work to eat lunch and share with once a week, but someone enjoyed my company. Even though that company was when I was at my worst. Complaining and unloading about how I was ready to throw in the towel.

Thanks to Jennifer I get to wake up today, brew some coffee, sweep and mop the house, get some laundry done, and smile while doing it. I plan on sending her an email on Tuesday to thank her. People need to know when they've altered someone's mood so that they realize they make a difference, even in the smallest of ways. To her, that was probably a really small thing. To me, it was huge. Because of her I get to greet my boyfriend with a huge hug and kiss instead of a carryover frown and sadness on my face.

We are staying at my favorite motel in the whole world. It is my favorite because it is tiny and old, and has an amazing sign out front. It's nothing fancy. Just a clean, friendly place to lay my head. We are going to Boulevard to eat. It's a restaurant that was up for best restaurant by James Beard last year, and I'm really excited to get to check the place out. We are going to explore the outer Richmond, the Mission, and a few other neighborhoods I think Rich will enjoy. Maybe we can hit up one of the museums too. I needed a trip out of town so badly. Oh lord, I need to wash my filthy car too. I hate washing my car when it's cold. But all of my money is tied up in this trip, so I will get my lazy ass out there and hand wash Audrey. (What? My bikes have names and you didn't think my car would?)

Happy picture of the day: my buddha cookie jar. I don't really keep cookies in the house so he's usually empty. Right now I think he has some fortune cookies, and those See's lollies from xmas in him. Those will never get eaten, but I may offer them to guests under the guise of kindness, when really it will be to get rid of them 'cause I can't stand them. I'm a great hostess.