Today I worked. No surprise, huh?
The last deal of the year was tenuous at best. The client never wavered from his close date even when the physics of real estate dictated there was no possible way to close it.
We seemed to have witnessed the last miracle of 2008 as I was helping them sign loan docs, the deed was being run to the county and money being wired. Things are not supposed to happen in that order. But they did. And at 1:00 they got the keys.
Now? I am thinking about a well deserved nap. I have wanted to nap all damn year without success – today I might succeed.
Tonight? 2 parties. An hour apart. I will be in Martinez for the stroke of midnight surrounded by great new friends. But there will be no New Years kiss for me. And i think I am ok with that. The friends I know will be around for years to come, so in the end they will always prove to be better company.
Hello 2009! Cannot wait to meet you!
Filed under: dating
He picked a nice restaurant to meet in. I hesitated for a moment. Too nice? Probably. I checked their website and figured it out – the prices look good…until you see the portion size. But let him figure that one out on his own.
I show up and he runs out to feed my meter. Wow.
Then he gives me a bottle of sparkling wine that he really likes as a birthday gift. Not a cheap one either.
He has a flights of reds….I get the sparkling since it has Taittinger…I have never tried it before. I am drunk after a glass and a half.
We chat. And drink. Then we order food and I cannot stop laughing when he is served this tiny little shrimp dish. I get the salmon…it is about 3 bites. It is good. But small.
He wants a good dessert. I tell him of a place close to my house and we head there. I run to the restroom and when I return there is another glass of sparkling waiting for me and he admonishes me for leaving my purse with him. Dessert is a hit – at least I get points for that.
Overall – it was a very good date. I was probably a retard….but…we expect that at this point, don’t we? He works for the next 72 hours, so we will see if we get together after the first of the year.
Filed under: Drinking
Last night I joined a friend (who is dating my neighbors best friend) at a bachelor pad and drank like there was no tomorrow. I also hollered at UFC on TV and watched people play college drinking games that I was too drunk and too tired to play.
It was so much fun. I would much rather be at someones home eating and drinking with reckless abandon than be hanging out in a bar these days.
Filed under: Being Mere
I started the day at 6 am at the mall where I bought 3 pairs of pants, a pair of workout pants and a coat for under $300. On Christmas I realized I had 1 pair of work type pants that fit. And I squeezed into my goal skirt (might have still been a bit tight) for brunch because tight looked better than swimming in it.
Then the mom took me out to breakfast and told me how ready she was to have me on 12/26/73 when I was 20 or so days late and showed no signs of ever coming out. She had a cousin who had a baby on 12/7 and my parents were SO jealous that they did not have a baby to play with yet. My father was known to need to cool off after doctors appointments where there was no sign of labor. Things were tense. But in those days they let things happen more naturally.
Ah…the story of your birth…so interesting but only to you! The one thing I do know is no one held me for the first 24 hours of my life since the mom was under when I was born and they sort of did not allow dads in to see the baby in those days. I do know my dad and uncle and grandparents partied after I was born – and in my will I will tell you all to party the same way when I leave as when I came in – with cheap booze and lots of laughs!
Anyway….off to the races we went, yesterday…a tradition in these parts for the day after xmas.
There were drinks, there were ponies, there was really bad service, and there was marginal food – perfect for a celebration of a day I would rather forget. But I do enjoy doing something a little different with a wonderful group of people.
I really, really had a good time. Laughs and champagne and bloody marys and french fries and more laughs. It was awesome.
This might be the perfect gift ever. I also got microdermabrasion from the folks – they tend to help me when I am feeling vain (and old).
D took me out after the races to make sure I was good and drunk. And I was. Damn…started texting people I should not have…wanted to make out.
Did NOT make out! I fell asleep around 9 and woke up today feeling pretty good and certainly 35.
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In other news….my brother called and wanted to chat today. We talked for 20 mins. The longest we have talked in years. Not sure how I feel about that….but whatever.
Filed under: Uncategorized
I have always thought myself lucky to have a birthday at the end of the year. It makes recaps so much easier. It makes it all so final. So over.
Today, I turn 35. A number I have dreaded, yet now that it is here, maybe it isn’t so bad.
This year:
I lost a grandfather. A quiet man who meant a lot to me.
I learned just how awful cancer is…not first hand, but close enough to see the scars, to know the emotional roller coaster, to see the hard decisions, to grieve the loss of body parts in order to survive.
Saw an African American man voted in as President.
Learned that my friends are far from perfect, and I love them anyway.
Had a friend move out of the country.
Went to Italy.
Realized what my job REALLY entails.
Thrived in a market where many are failing. I did 10 more deals this year than in any other year. I did not make more money than years past. But I did have more fun this year than in any other of this career.
Lost about 13 pounds.
I learned to cry with my friends. Over the good and the bad. And I am pretty sure I cried all damn year. Fricking drama queen.
Learned to embrace me, warts and all.
Watched our financial system crumble.
Did not go on enough dates.
Attempted to be more open minded. Probably did not succeed.
Fell in love with my new housekeepers.
Saw California vote against gay marriage – and cried (instead of raged? that is weird) when I found out someone close to me voted yes.
Speaking of gay marriage – went to my first same sex wedding reception! It was awesome.
Tried online dating without all my usual derision. Even met someone I liked – who may have even been good for me – and he quickly dumped me one month later.
Joined a bowling league. The team was then kicked out of the league.
Have maintained drinking buddy status with some very interesting guys we met through bowling – they continue to be fun.
Speaking of drinking…had some FUN nights with way too much liquor. And loved it!
Had too few days off, too little time to reflect.
Today I will be ushering in 35 with good friends, old and new. Even with all the crap that happened this year, it was still one of the best years I have experienced. I feel like I am living as I am supposed to. I have settled in to Being Mere.
And for next year?
More money.
More weight loss
Meeting more people.
Filed under: dating
Last night I was supposed to have a date. He had to go to Stockton to work, and I was all breezy…Of course it is not a big deal….let’s try tomorrow.
At 9 am today he says he will call me after he runs some errands.
At 2 pm he sends an email with a picture of a shitload of groceries.
At 4:20 I check my texts to see he has flaked to cook dinner for 100 homeless. He had texted me at noon but my fucking phone was blowing up as another deal got saved at the last minute.
He cannot even call me to tell me? WTF? I mean…whatever, good deeds and shit.
Dumping him now. So Bach #1 dumped me, I am dumping Bach #2.
Which leaves me bachelorless.
All is right in the world.
I am home alone, no one will call, no one will come over. Just me and movies On Demand. Awesome.
Filed under: Being Mere
The holidays are here!
Which means work is slow (which is fine) and the stores are busy. I worked for a few hours and then went to run errands, but every parking lot was so full I just passed it by. All I wanted was one thing to add to a gift and some spinach and mushrooms, so nothing major…but it is frustrating to not be able to complete a task.
So, I am sitting here. Pretty bored. Debating cancelling my dinner date tonight. Because I am just not so into it. But I should go. I guess.
Short sentences are fun.
My task master brain is ticking off things I could be doing (taxes, goals for 2009, business planning lists, cleaning out closets, etc….) but I am ignoring every option.
I think I will just sit here….watching old 007 movies.
First, Oakley was eaten by Zombies.
THEN, JB got me a Zombie ornament for my tree.
THEN she sent me:
Created by Mingle2.com (Dating for non-zombies)
It’s awesome, right? AWESOME.
And then I decided since it was a Zombie Christmas I would stay home on Christmas Eve and watch Shaun of the Dead (interesting that is the same name as Oakley….only spelled differently…it is like my favorite movie could tell the future…that I would meet a Shaun and he would be eaten by zombies….WEIRD!)
Merry Zombie Christmas people! Watch out for the undead!!
So….I found cleaning ladies. And for $120 for a deep clean and $85 every 2 weeks my house is so freaking clean I am not sure I should be allowed to live here. They cleaned the closets. And the fishbowl. The fish is traumatized.
Anyway…all this free time is going to drive me crazy! I am obsessing about being dumped for no good reason and am trying not to send a WTF email. I won’t….right now. I may write it though…but I won’t send it. Bitter, much? Yes.
I have Stealing Beauty on On Demand and am going to lounge around some more.
Him: You did not answer my email!
Me: (Checking email on phone in hotel lobby bar. Looks slowly behind me at him) No one knows I am here…well, one person knows I am here but her voice is much higher.
He smiles and I go back to my drink.
Him: Rick James really says Christmas, doesn’t it?
Me: Is this Rick James?
Lame conversation fizzles to nothing.
Him: Are you staying here?
Me: Nope. Just here for some spa time.
Him: Who cuts your hair?
Me: Troy. Troy is pissed because I am growing it out.
Him: But you have great hair.
Me: (drunk. one cocktail) Yes, I do. (starts to stand)
Him: I think you are supposed to say ‘thank you’ not ‘I know.
Me: (sticks out tongue) pbbbbbbbbbbbbbbt (and walks away)
