This was a fairly normal week, and I think I stayed on mostly on track with many of my goals.  I got back into the walking routine, and I think I cut back on the extra soda that I've been drinking.  I did my creative writing last week, and I fully intend to write again today.  I noticed myself apologizing very little this last week, so all of those things are going well.


There were some moments that made my goal of laughing more a little harder than usual.  This week on Monday, one of the court reporters that I used to work with passed away.  Connie had been sick for awhile, since even before I moved, so I think I thought that she would certainly get better.  I never really thought that she would lose the battle.  I got to know Connie fairly well, because we worked together the whole time I worked at Gramann, her son was in theater and we talked a lot about that, and I did a little bit of proofreading for her.  I liked Connie and respected her, so even though I hadn't seen her in a long time, finding out that she did pass away hit me hard.  Connie was a kind and generous, and she was always gracious but spunky.  I like to think that she would have enjoyed my self-improvement project.  I miss knowing that she's there and still fighting.  


There have been a few opportunities for me to reach out and be a friend this week.  I don't know that I always rose to the occasion the way I should have, but I think I did alright.  I really need to work on being a better listener.  I know that am not always, and I need to really pay attention to that.  


Next weekend will be another new recipe day.  I don't know what I am going to do for a human to share the recipe, although there is someone I was thinking of inviting from work.  It is time to reach out and expand my circle here, try to create some sort of a social life.  


And, although I don't want to, it may be time to  move on from "the guy," the one I've been wanting to talk to.  We spent some time together this weekend, and it was so nice.  He was so nice.  It made me really remember how great it was - at least for me - when we were together.  The months that we spent together were truly wonderful.  It was exactly the kind of relationship I want, and he is the kind of guy I want to be with.  It breaks my heart to let it go, and it breaks it even more that I have to accept that he really doesn't want to give it another chance.   He is with someone else and it seems very serious.  I had really hoped when he was ready to be serious, he would give us another chance, but apparently, that was not to be.  It is so hard to have experienced something so good and so much what I want, and know that I won't have it.  


UPDATE: I may not move on from "The Guy" right now after all.

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