rainy days and kangaroos always make me sad
14th Oct 2005 |
paul left for australia last saturday afternoon. i hate it when he travels, because it means i’m on my own, and that’s never a fun thing for me.
but this time i was doing so well. jimmy took me out saturday night … yay for the bonefish and a little time at the wave. even though wave was possibly the worst it’s ever been, jimmy, sal, nick and i had fun! i got lots of stuff done around the house on sunday despite being (somewhat) hungover, and then the work week was pretty normal.
so despite the fact that we’re a having a storm of biblical proportions over here (12″ of rain this week!), i was on track to not be too depressed this week. and then it happened.
once again, i applied for and interviewed for a job that i actually wanted. and once again, i found out yesterday afternoon that they gave it to somebody else.
this afternoon i made chocolate chip cookies for my grandfather’s birthday party tomorrow, and i cried while making them as i realized … it’s my grandmother’s recipe, and it’s the first time i’ve made them since she died earlier this year. why do things like that always hit me so hard?
then i made plans to have dinner with a new friend tonight, and he cancelled.
i want to just get over it, but it makes me sad. disappointed. depressed.
thank goodness paul comes home tomorrow, because then things will be back to normal.