Looking forward to Monday.
Been a pretty shit weekend so far. On Thursday I got into an argument with my one housemate (he got a puppy and is training it himself, and reacted badly when I suggested it was time to consult a book) and he hasn’t spoken to me since. This is what he does when he gets mad…just shuts the person out. He did this to me once before, over the summer, and didn’t speak to me for two weeks. It was awful. It’s awful now. I spend a lot of time alone in my room, crying or trying not to cry.
I am so lonely.
To make matters worse, the things I’ve tried to do for myself this weekend have totally backfired. Yesterday I was supposed to get together with the local Browncoats, but couldn’t find the place. Drove and drove and drove and finally had to give up because I was too lost and driving the ZipCar and my time was running out. Today I wanted to go check out the local Unitarian church (been missing that lately) and missed the bus and when I got there finally, people were leaving! Thinking back on it, they might have been leaving from the first service or any other reasons, but I was so upset at the thought of missing it that I just cried and walked back to the bus stop.
I decided to go back on Weight Watchers. Last time my housemate stopped speaking to me, I ate my feelings, so I figured I might as well kill two birds with one stone: not fall into that old habit and work proactively to lose the weight. I’ve gained back all but 10 pounds of what I lost last time, but I remember how good it felt to get it off. It needs to be done. Shit is getting out of hand.
Plus all the usual stuff: stressed about school, missing Boyfriend, blah blah blah.
I never thought I’d be this anxious to get back to the work week. At least at the office I won’t feel quite so completely alone.
