I don't think I'm facebook friends with any of my followers, but I'm sure you've been just as confused by what happened this week as they've been. Trust me, I've been
very confused.
It has been a crazy week, starting last Friday, when my iPod died on the drive down to P's. I went to turn on my iPod, and it was dead. Sad panda. I tried everything. When I got to P's, I plugged it into the wall, into the computer... nothing. This thing is a brick. I received it something like 5 years ago as a Christmas gift. I was super bummed. My friends like to give me crap about it being so old, but I love it.
When I got to his house, he was playing WoW, so I went upstairs and turned on the Wii. Have to amuse myself somehow, right? He came upstairs, went into the bathroom and locked the door. When he came out, he shut his bedroom door, and led me into the bathroom, where he'd lit candles and drawn us a bath in the jacuzzi tub. It was the perfect way to end a stressful week, and we relaxed in the tub together. It's probably the most romantic thing anyone's ever done for me.
Then of course, my Badgers lost on Saturday, which is always a bummer. I was super tired and a
lot little cranky, and P and I were just not connecting. We went to the store, kind of frustrated at each other, and ended up having fun while picking up things to send to his deployed roommate in a care package. We also picked up pumpkins to carve.
When we started to carve the pumpkins, my right arm started stinging, and I walked over to the sink and rinsed it off, and realized that I was breaking out in hives. Apparently I may have a pumpkin allergy! The hives eventually went away, but I was itchy and not feeling well the rest of the night.
When we went to bed is when I pressed him to talk, and he told me later that he didn't know what to say, so he said whatever came to mind.
It was about 2:30 AM (as you can tell from the time of my mobile post on Sunday) and I packed up everything and got the hell out of dodge. I was miserable, and cried my way through my shift on Sunday.
By Tuesday night, P had thought about things, and regretted what he'd said. So we talked and agreed to give things another shot.
Wednesday night, my dad, stepmom and I went to a concert with my favorite acoustic artist, Willy Porter. It was a fantastic show and I enjoyed it greatly, except for the group of 5-6 people behind me who talked through the entire show. I kept turning around and giving them dirty looks, but it was really pissing me off. At one point, two of the girls started
dancing linking arms and skipping in a circle and whacked me in the back of the head. I was so annoyed.
Yesterday, I worked and then hung out with my parents in their hotel. My stepmom and I ended up butting heads a little bit, mostly over what P was trying to figure out to pack in his box for deployment. It was a weird night. I also started feeling a sore throat and a bit of a fever, so I came home.
Today, we had a better time, at the Seattle Aquarium (I will post pictures of that and P and I's finished pumpkins later). Tonight, P was supposed to meet us for dinner, but got off work late. My parents leave early tomorrow morning, so my dad was annoyed that it's getting so late, and I told them to go eat dinner without us. P's on his way up here to meet them, but we probably won't spend much time with them. We may go up the Space Needle tonight, or we may just relax together at my house. We haven't quite figured that part out yet. :)
I'm still sick, and from the sounds of P, will be getting sicker. Ugh! I hate being sick, especially when it's like this. Not totally sick enough to stay home from work, but not feeling great anyway.
Thank you everyone for your supportive comments this past week, it's been a difficult and weird one!