Long time no blog

Strange. I never write here anymore. Maybe I should.

Baby, it's cold outside

...and I am home with a migraine on this freezing Saturday afternoon. There go all my plans for car shopping, Christmas shopping, and whatever else. Instead, I am home in my cat PJs, trying to clean because I feel guilty and wishing I really didn't have a holiday party tonight.

I'm going to try to work a little today, despite the headache. I really need to get back to it, and since I have a block of time alone, this seems as good a time as any.

Wish me luck.

Secrets

Secrets suck. Right now, I am keeping a secret from Sweetie.....a pretty big one. While we were on vacation last month, a relative of his tried to hook up with me in a pretty blatant way....namely coming right out and rubbing my inner thigh in a hot tub, trying to get me to touch him, etc. I'll spare you the rest of the details, but suffice to say I didn't reciprocate. Granted, we were all drinking, but that's no excuse.

At the time I was totally shocked and didn't know how to handle it. I was going to take the guy aside and ask him whether it had indeed been a total drunken mistake (which, given the family ties, I was willing to forgive and forget) or whether he hoped to spark some kind of illicit encounter (which would have resulted in a quick, "Don't even think about it." and a conversation with Sweetie)

Now, a month later, this secret is eating away at me. I never got the chance to talk to the guy, but I have only seen him twice. Both times he gave me a weird look that could have been, "I'm so embarrassed, and I'm sorry" or "I want to hump your leg." So, it leads me to this.

I want to tell Sweetie. I think I owe it to him. I just worry that he will misconstrue the situation, confront the guy, cause all kinds of drama, etc etc etc. It could all go SO SO badly, but honesty is the best policy, right?

home again

I moved back to the apartment. It's good and fucked up at the same time.

I'm broke

I make a decent amount of money. I wonder how it is then that I am completely broke. This shuffling between homes and apartments is costing me a ton....security deposits here, rent there. I need to settle in and start paying shit off. Quick.

I'm actually thinking about maybe freelancing again, for some extra cash. Lord knows I don't want to get a second job. I work long hours as it is. I need some time to myself at the day's end. Freelancing is cool, though, because I can fit it in while getting other things done. Maybe I will look into that.

In the meantime, gotta get started on my busy Saturday.

Hello from a different place

Long time, no write. My life has been so crazy lately. Sweetie and I moved into the house, and it's not working. I hate it here. It's so not me. Good thing the house has bad plumbing, because it's enabling us to rent another apartment instead. I can't explain it. I just felt warm and cozy there. Here everything is so big and open, and it's just something I don't see myself getting used to. Clearly I'm still in the apartment stage and not ready for house life.

Back from vacay

I have a few minutes to catch up....so...

Just returned from a week's vacay. Some good, some bad.

Bad: Packed house, little privacy, space, or consideration, which should go without saying, but still. I had faith that it wouldn't be as such, and I was wrong. This will be the last time it's like that for moi.

Good: Lots of yummy seaside lovin'. Reminded me how much I like sex, and I hope we keep having it.

Now I'm home and it's once again time to move, so off I go to pack.