I swear, I am like the fucking guy in Train Man it is so pathetic.

Remember how I said how I was turning into Caroline McKenna? Remember how you told me to go ahead and just do it, to make a move? Well I am a chicken to the Nth degree. But today he asked me to stop by. To show me something and so I could help him wrap gifts. But we never specified a time. And then I found out we were getting the house painted to day so I figured I would stop by in the evening.

Apparently he wanted to buy me lunch.

I don't even have words. I mean, I am just so. UGH.

This is why I am single, isn't it? Because I cannot ascertain these sorts of things until it is too late or I've done something stupid or I just....

GEEZ SELF GET YOUR ACT TOGETHER.




And that's all I'm going to say about that. I'm just going to try to let it pass and be positive because lunch means that I was not horribly incorrect in believing there was something more to this than just me being stupid and girly. I am going to finish decorating for Christmas and I am going to clean house, and then I am going to go up there and not be a stupid thing. While looking really awesome in my three inch heels. Yesssss. That is what I am going to do.

Before the Grandmother arrives TODAY at 9p:
Vacuum
Set up train
Set up bows
Set up little trees
Set up funny star lighty thingies
Buy yarn
Buy ribbon for gifts
Go to bank
Return movies
Buy Zicam for DJ
Wrap DJ's presents
Clean room
Clean other room
Make bed
Clean kitchen
Feed cats
Get dressed
Find shoes


To do ASAP but probably not today:
Christmas cards
Christmas presents
Buy textbooks
SARAH
BETH
Find new food for cat
Find ivory blouse
Find large bumpit
Credit union
Redo Netflix queue
Finish setting up '10 planner