Monday blah..

Ugh.. It's Monday. I think I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Actually, I can't really say that... my bed is against the wall.

Anyway... I couldn't sleep last night, the last time I looked at the clock was around 12:30am, mind you I turned everything off at 11:30, because I was "tired". Well this morning I woke up to the warm feeling of Wess' (my dog) hot breath on my forehead. Not sure what he was doing, but thank God he did it or who knows what time I would have gotten up at.

8:15am and as I was walking in to work I ran into a co-worker and I said "running late?", he said "yeah, kids... they take forever, you too I see". I said, "yeah, Mondays are hard"... then as we went our separate ways, I began to think... it's not just Mondays. It's Tuesdays, and sometimes Wednesdays, and Thursdays too. Not Fridays, though. I'm usually on time on Fridays. I think it has to do with the fact that Fridays are short days. We get off at 1pm.

regardless... I have had zip energy today. Plus I woke up with the kink in my neck again. Im not sure what is going on... and I don't want to go to the doctor, because I'm sure she already thinks of me as a hypocondriac... I figure I will give it a week... see if it gets better or worse.

Im going to the gym tonight, so hopefully that will energize me for the evening... Till then.. I will just drag my arse around.

UPDATE:

So, I went to the gym, and I felt alright, but now I feel shitty. I have to blame it on my friend though. So her uncle has been inquiring about me through her, and asked for my number. So she tells him that she would run it through me and get back to him. So my friend and I talk about it, and I tell her I would rather not, because he is her uncle, and the last thing I want is to feel awkward around her and her family. So all day, she teases me and tells me she is going to give him my number... and I just laugh and tell her not to. So we have lunch together, and as I was heading back to work I clearly tell her... don't be giving out my number!

So two hours later, she calls me back and tells me... I gave him your number. And that is how my day was shot. You see it's not that I don't like him or find him unattrative... actually I don't remember him at all... but my point is that I really don't want it to get awkward between he and I and her family and I... which I know now, it will. Hell, it already is because now, I don't want to answer my cell at all.

UGH! I'm going to bed. I just keep getting more tense as I type... fuck.. there goes that kink in my neck! :)