Today at work I met my first big deadline and I was really pressed for time. It was something I was aware I had to do, but I did not know that my boss was leaving town for a week. That doesn’t sound so bad, right? I should be elated she won’t be nagging at me every two seconds, but we are 10 days away from an annual fund raiser. I work for a non-profit organization and we only have one other annual event, which we are probably getting rid of, so this is pretty big. I usually helped out with organizational stuff for this event before, but now that I’ve been promoted I’m the one in charge…and more so in charge when my boss gone and I have to do her work…Anyways, I got off track, but, nonetheless, it was a very accomplishing day. A 9 hour day, but I felt so good after. I finished a relatively pain in the ass project with a two day warning of a deadline. Unfortunately, anybody I could celebrate with is working, in school, or sick.

Yesterday wasn’t so good. I did pretty well over the weekend. Kept busy. Stayed out of the house. Did anything I could to keep myself away from my own thoughts. Then yesterday I heard something that really upset me. At first I felt okay, but it began to sting and then my eyes welled up. Then I just started feeling really down and like a failure and I had to let it out for a bit. I hadn’t cried like that in so long. It really sucked, because I had been feeling better otherwise. I managed to compose myself and call some people. I found a friend to eat taco bell and watch a scary movie with. Not to mention once I made my s’more I knew everything was going to be okay.

I also went through some sort of mid-life crisis this weekend. I spotted the beginnings of a spider vein on my leg and almost fainted in the shower. I’m 23- I should NOT have spider veins. I think plastic surgery is stupid, but if I get major spider veins I AM getting them removed, pulled out, whatever it takes! Lucky for me, when I shared the news with a couple of girl friends at the local gay bar they assured me I am not old. They even claimed to have some. Once I heard them say that I could happily drink my tokyo iced tea. I still feel young and I’d like to stay that way. Not immature, but young at heart. I know I’ll probably be a bitter old woman, but I will still have an unhealthy obsession with Hello Kitty and I will still love cookies. Plus, I look around at work and I am the youngest there. I do quite a bit. I enjoy it, so it’s not terrible, but I’ve been doing what I do now for a while. Anywho, I’m proud of myself! I think about how I was when I started college. I didn’t think I’d come this far, but little alipop did! I figured I’d o.d. first. I’m sure as hell glad I didn’t. I’m also glad I figured this out while I’m still young. I still have my whole life ahead.

Here’s to the hump day! Yay, we made it!!

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