Saw the sun AND had fun on a weeknight. Must mark this occasion.

I saw a great Tweet yesterday that said:

“Sometimes we’re lifted to a place and we see ourselves again.”

I took a screenshot and put it on Facebook for posterity.

Not that anyone has lifted me up lately, except my momma who continues to tell me — of jobs and men who cause me stress — “You don’t need them, honey.”

Except when it comes to one man, of course. But that’s probably never going to happen and here’s why.

I went out last night with two of my guy friends. And I had SO MUCH FUN.

I only had time to join them for a drink, although I stayed for three and I got a big fat parking ticket because I didn’t buy enough time … THIS ON TOP OF THE $41 I HAVE TO PAY THE COUNTY TO KEEP THEM FROM SUSPENDING MY LICENSE BECAUSE I DIDN’T FINISH TRAFFIC SCHOOL WITHIN THEIR TIME FRAME.

But my God. Conversation and laughs came so easily. That’s the way it should be. Not dancing around topics that nobody wants to cover. Not suggesting things to do and basically getting the Grumpy Cat “NO!” and not much else other than the occasional “someday.” Not getting ignored/blown off because they don’t feel like being social.


I worked over 52 hours this (holiday) week and everyone was SHOCKED when I left at 5 yesterday. (Hey, I got a good invitation for happy hour, and I had plans for after it.)

It was cute, though, how many people stopped me on the way out to comment. But in a good way — that, holy shit, yes, you ARE human! You deserve to see that glowing orb in the sky called a sun.

Of course, I’m thinking, hey can you let a girl escape and go have fun after 5 for a change? We can pick this up on Monday. 🙂

So, yeah.

I guess what I’m typing is that I don’t have to solve all the world’s problems and frankly I don’t WANT to. I just try to give my best and can only hope others are doing the same but not to get too disappointed if they aren’t.

And what I’m also typing is to stop listening to Mom when she tells me to chase somebody who needs a friend but can’t admit it. GUESS WHAT — SO DO I. I do the chasing because I need a friend, too. Not because she wishes something would work out between us.

It all kind of reminds me of this exchange on “Scandal” between Olivia and Edison:

Olivia: I want painful, difficult, devastating, life-changing, extraordinary love. Don’t you want that, too?

Edison: Love is not supposed to be painful or devastating. Love isn’t supposed to hurt, Liv.

I’ve been Olivia all my life. But maybe Edison has it right.

In any case, I had fun last night and that’s what I really want to take away from this delightful shitpile of a week. 🙂

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