Weekend Plans Thus Far
I’m not feeing much motivation to work today. I keep obsessively checking my email to see if there are new simple tasks I can accomplish quickly and easily so that it will look like I’m working hard even though I’m really just checking my holiday gift list to make sure that I covered everyone I need to and reading blogs.
Today begins the weekend where my boys will be staying with their daycare provider. I feel excited but also anxious and a little sad. My one year old has never been away from me for so long, and while my four year old used to disappear to their dad’s for a week at a time, he’s never been away for so long with anyone else. I told my daycare provider that I didn’t know if I’d last the entire weekend, but given how much work I need to accomplish I figure that, if anything, I’ll just pick them up earlier than planned on Sunday.
I do wish I had more fun stuff planned to take advantage of my brief freedom. This guy I’m semi-seeing is coming over on Saturday to help me do the things that would be easier with two people (hang art, mount shelves etc.) and I’m thinking we’ll hang out after and I’m thinking that he’s thinking he’ll stay over. I’m not entirely opposed to that but I’m also not entirely in favor of it, so we’ll see. At the very least it means I should shave my legs, and that is something I am fairly opposed to.
This is the guy I blogged about a while back, with whom I felt chemistry was lacking but to whom I keep saying yes because he’s so enthusiastic about me. He’s certainly winning me over (first he stayed up all night talking with me online when I had that terrible toothache and checked in with me over the rest of the weekend, and now he’s being so generous to offer me his weekend to help with whatever I need with regard to moving) but there’s something…I don’t know. So far I feel like he’s performing on our dates, the way some guys do when they’re not interested but are going through the motions anyway just to get to the end of the date, but this guy claims to be really interested. I figure that spending time with him in this entirely boring domestic manner will challenge his performance and hopefully give me more information. It could be that he’s just trying to get laid (although he’s being amazingly patient about it if that’s the case), and if that is the case, well, I guess we’ll probably see soon enough. I’d be annoyed to discover that was his only intention was to get me naked (especially since he has stated vehemently to the contrary) but it’s not like he’d be stealing my precious virginity so I think I’ll be okay. And if he’s relatively decent in bed then hey, good for me, and if not then hey, good for my blog.
I’m also going to have lunch with my old boss, but there isn’t as much to say about that. And I’m debating going out for drinks with coworkers after work today. I’d like to go (even though I really should get home and continue packing and transporting) but it’s a regular group that goes and while I’m sure I’d be welcomed (they are the popular kids but they see me as someone on their side — we dislike all the same people) I feel shy about inserting myself into their group. We’ll see.