Posted on January 22, 2012.

Another weekend here and gone

I think I’m starting become a more normal person.  I over-think things less and less, and- as much as I try, I am keeping myself from getting stressed out.  It’s good stuff, I think.  Well, that’s the thing.  I feel like I don’t think that much any more.  At least not that inner monologue that’s super afraid of the world and has a low-self-esteem and has to really work to accomplish anything.  Yeah, that’s going away.  That’s good.

So, the weekend.  My girlfriend was not feeling well which made her crabby and grouchy (which she also admitted). We didn’t go out much, just stayed in her very small room and watched TV while using our ipads.  I know, super cool, right? 

But yeah, as I explained, I was able to get the ring Friday evening.  I didn’t propose. I’m waiting for my “prop” for the proposal. I’ll explain it when it arrives. It’s nothing terribly clever or fancy, but it will work for my purposes.  It should get here tomorrow.

I made it back to my town this afternoon, driving through some slippery winter roads.  Poor visibility and drifting snow- not fun for a two and a half hour drive, which is usually 1 hr 45 min.  I know, first world problems.

I had a party with little c (even though I said I wanted to avoid him as much as I could this year- another resolution broken) and watched the last two hours of Saving Private Ryan.  Then I unpacked and cleaned up my email box.  I have a ton of things to do tomorrow, but, you know what? They will get done. Why worry? It will all be fine.  

I played my guitar for a solid hour.  I’m getting better every week.  Building up that callous and all.  Neglecting the ukulele though.  I am pretty excited to see Julia Nunes on Conan Tuesday night.  It’s a big deal for her and for me.  I’ve never met someone who was on Conan before.  

I showered and made up my to-do lists and am ready as I am going to be for tomorrow.  I have a bottle of water and book to read. Time to retreat to my bed and call it a night.  

It was a good weekend. Not perfect, but good. There are more good things to come.  I’m thankful for all I’ve had and, it tomorrow it all ended, I would be satisfied. 

Good night.