Whatever it Takes!

The holiday weekend has been difficult on me. Of couse, M.W. and I always did tons of stuff, and he's practically living over at his lady-friend's house. (I said practically!). It hurts so much.

And Destiny is having fun with her friends and family. And Brawny's son is in town. And I'm trying to ward off a crush I have on Kilo, so we can't see eachother.

So what's a girl to do, to keep herself from being sad and lonely? The pact I made with myself this weekend is "Whatever it Takes" regardless of cost or loss... WHATEVER IT TAKES!

On Saturday I worked and was pretty much a basket-case. In the late afternoon I decided to go to a church service. That started helping. Yesterday I got up at 6 am. Watched my favourite tv program (Sunday morning) and drank coffee. Had more coffee on the back balcony, took a long hot bath, shaved my legs, picked out a fetching outfit of white slacks and mango top, got a coffee-to-go from my fave place and walked 2 miles to the art museum and milled around looking at my favorite form of artistry: the classic Dutch painters.

In the afternoon, I trekked to a favorite Mexican restarurant and ordered my food and a beer. Ate it. Across the street was a movie theater, but my show didn't start for an hour. I went to a bargain-basement store and bought a Candy-apple red Liz Claiborn "alligator" purse for $20! Then over to the Da Vinci Code. Loved the book, liked the movie. Back home, I watched a movie that Kilo gave to me last weekend, then went for an 8 mile bike ride. Showered, got back in the car to hunt down some pancakes. I ended up with Mexican again. And an apple pie. Watched everything that was on my TiVo, got silly on a few glasses of Chardonnay.... talked with M.W. about our ongoing project (he's always too busy for me. Used to be too busy with work to spend some private time. Now he's too busy with his lady-friend to work with me), talked with Kilo about his ex-fiancee' trying to get him back, and went to bed by 10.

My tactic worked! Today may indeed end up being a 40+ mile bike-ride, just to keep my mind on trace.

Whatever It Takes!

Peace,

Dorothy.