Two Weeks Till Friday (?) welcome to ambivalence.

Winding Down

No, not my blog... though I don't post that often. Darn you facebook.

Rachel arrives very early tomorrow morning so my days of being lonely with a dog that doesn't really trust me are coming to an end. My expectations for this month never really came to fruition and sadly I have no one to blame but myself. Oh, and the dog. Nice thing about having a dog is that she now assumes blame for most things. Like funny smells. It's all her... But I digress.

I had so many plans. I was going to pick up my guitar again. I was going to paint some of the walls. Clean out the closet. Mount the TV. JOG! I was even thinking about writing a novel and establishing world peace. But nothing.

I finally got around to cleaning the apartment though. Today. I wanted to scrub the whole place down the first chance I got. Which of course I didn't. So the place has been a disaster zone and only until today does it look presentable.

In fact, and this is just crazy, I've played maybe 1 hour of video games over the past 4 weeks. That's just crazy. Where did the time go? Oh, I know... taking care of the dog. This might sound strange but I realize that my entire life (for the past 4 weeks) can be broken down into small chunks of time. Chunks of time between walking the dog. That's it. My life have been a series of boring nothingness connected to when my dog needs to go out to the bathroom... Which apparently is quite often. Even when I was walking my dog, I was thinking about when I would have to walk her next and what I could squeeze in between now and then. But of course what I did do was either feed her, eat, work, sleep or watch TV.

This does sound like I'm blaming her. But I'm allowed. She's a dog. Please see paragraph 2.

So anyway, this is it. Rachel arrives. I did nothing. Well, that's not 100% true. I did do something.

I missed Rachel.