Monday, Monday

Can't trust that day. Bah dah, bah dah bah dah. So typical Monday after a rock star weekend - I'm tired. But I'm in a great mood because I had a really fun, fun weekend (more later). I'm looking pretty, my hair is behaving, I've lost 10 pounds and have been running without gasping for awhile now - all in all a great morning. I walked into our building's lobby, smiled and said "good morning" to the desk lady as I do every morning and headed to the open elevator. Just as I was 5 feet away, a woman rounded the corner, cheerily said "good morning", got in the elevator and closed the door on me. That dirty whore. So rude. I wish I was vindictive or a grudge holder because she works in the building and I know I'm going to have the opportunity to shut the elevator on her while smiling a "good morning" to her. I just know I won't be able to do it though. Stupid good upbringing.

I was still hopeful about the day, but then Paul and I got into a tiff. Yes, we're still talking even though he keeps saying he needs space and a break from me. To me, taking space or a break from someone means not communicating with that individual. So I was all set to not talk with him for awhile. But he contacts me, so I've been doing the same. Most times I let him do the initiating, but there are times (like Friday night when I'd had some drinks) that I text or email him. We actually spent time together late Saturday night/early Sunday morning and it seemed to go well. He did try to bring some stuff up, but I managed to distract him from the subjects and the tryst ended with me hopeful that we have gotten over whatever issues we were having and were heading into a friendship. Well, that changed today when we realized we have tickets to the same concert Friday night. Long story short, I'm ditching my tickets because evidently my presence in such a small venue would just absolutely ruin his evening. I swear I wish I knew of a song titled "Make Up Your Mind About What You Want" by "I'll Give You a Call When I Graduate Jr. High"

Before you say, "oh Plan B, how awful that these people ruined your fantastic Monday morning mood" (ah ah ah alliteration - who sang that?) I will let you know my day just got better for two reasons.

1. My boss is out of the office today which means I'll actually be able to get work done.
2. My friend has cajoled me into going to Vegas in February. I love the Vegas and haven't been forever. Plus, she and I always have a great time - it is highly rumored our antics created the slogan "what happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas".