Well, so much for my NB.
Last summer, after Sasquatch moved out, I became a hermit and started binging on all the foods I eliminated from my diet to feel better and look better. Subsequently, I gained 40 pounds of the 60 I lost. But recently I starting to see the scale go down. Anyway, earlier this year my girlfriend (who lives in another state and hardly see) suggested we take a trip to the Bahamas in May. I was so excited. Booked the flight and the hotel and we were set! Then, in late April/early May, her son was really sick and he was going in for test after test. Still donít know what is going on with him. So we decided then to delay the trip to this month. We were to leave on Saturday morning. She just called me to say her father-in-law (since she was 6yrs old) passed away of a massive heart attack. My heart breaks for her and I understand she canít go.
She suggested I still go but I don't feel comfortable going there alone. I briefly thought about it but realized that she was really looking forward to this trip too. So, Iíll reschedule. I havenít even called the travel department yet (booked through Expedia) to see if our plane tickets can be transferred Ė again. I don't even know when to reschedule it for and I can't call her to ask right now.At least I know I can cancel the room at the resort with no fee. Just have to do by tonight.
Iím just so distraught. For my friend and the fact I had been looking forward to this vacation for MONTHS. (And yes, I feel terribly guilty for feeling pity for myself)
Luckily my work is flexible enough to move vacation time around.
Yesterday I was flying high. The weather was perfect. I left work early to enjoy the new convertible I just bought. I was able to finally feel the fresh air and truly enjoy it. I got home last night and was able to fit into a pair of jeans that I could barely squeeze into a month ago. I had a natural high and I was feelingÖ..sexy!
And now? Well... all I want to do is eat a Big Mac with fries and a coke.