Ugh … the morning after

So … I was a wee bit drunk last night.  In case you couldn’t tell.  Oy vey.  I’m just glad my post wasn’t sappier and more maudlin.  I’m actually surprised that I didn’t list everyone that I know in order to tell them how great they are.  I know that I called a bunch of people last night.  Luckily, all people who know that I totally get the “dialies” when drunk.  I fully apologize to my East Coast friends that I called at like 1 a.m. their time … it’s just part and parcel of being my friend.  With this job comes great power but great responsibility as well …   Yesterday was an aberration … today, we are back to being healthy, sensible, yoga-going, tea-drinking Lisa.  I think I am going to drive to Modesto this weekend to see a high-profile client of mine.  His family is coming out from Baton Rouge and I totally love them.  Also, have to go see another workout with my high-profile high school kid and his family.  This is a difficult business to be in because you never really know what your income is going to be and you have to budget based upon what you think might happen that year.  Which is why I currently am still participating in the dreaded law practice that I want to leave so desperately.  I feel super stressed out about June 5th … D-day.  Which could be another reason that I’ve been boozing it up so much lately.  I think I need to learn to handle my stress in a healthier way.  Like lots of yoga.  Luckily, my fave instructor has a 5:30 class today that I’m totally going to go to.  Yay!  I’m currently drafting up a contract with myself re: my behavior for the next few weeks.  I’m taking a real holiday from booze, boys, crap food, etc., etc.  For real.  I need to institute some sort of punishment for myself if I break my contract.  Perhaps I should also institute a bonus system based upon excellent performance …

O.K., enough with being bloglicious today.  Must do work.  Worky McWorkerson.  C’est moi.  Hope y’all are having a great day.

Sad-ish/KC/Belinda Carlisle

So … I broke my vow to never drink again until after June 5th.  Had some kind of upsetting news today … not really upsetting, but my contract job is over quite suddenly.  Very bummed out.  Luckily, E and I are planning to move in together, so I will def still see her everyday.  But … no K.C. everyday.   That bums me out.  I will miss my KC.  He’s totally awesome and has become such a good friend of mine within a short time.  I adore him.  He’s become like my favorite male-type person.  Sad.   Sadsadsadsadsad.  I’ve gotten used to hanging out with my KC everyday … it’s going to be hard to get used to not seeing him on a daily basis.   I think I will miss him more than he even realizes.

To commemorate the end of this phase of life, E, A and I all went out and drank an unconscionable amount of alcohol.  I really should be doing some work instead but … I was totally bummed out.  And perhaps handled things in a somewhat immature way.  I’m only human, after all.  I guess we all resort to our favorite coping mechanisms when we are under stress.  This contract job was a really big one for me … not to get into a whole drunk “I love you, man” or “You guys are the best friends I’ve ever had and it’s not the alcohol talking” but I really made some friends on this job that I think will probably be in my life for a very very long time if not forever.  It’s weird how fate works, sometimes. 

In any case, I should really go to beddy-bye.  I’ve already listened to my maudlin DMB songs that always bum me out because they remind me of the past … I should be focusing on the future, not the past.  I feel sadsadsadsad.  As I’ve already said.  I’m not great with endings.  In this case, it feels particularly hard … I’m not sure why, but it does.  I’m just going to close my little eyes and listen to “Crush” … “lying under this spell you cast on me … each moment, the more I love you …”  Hmmmmm … I wonder if anyone has ever felt that way about me?  Or ever will …?  O.K., sorry … like I said … booze makes me maudlin sometimes.  Like now. 

In cheerier news, E totally validated my feelings of being the missing sixth member of the Go-Gos.  When I was in elementary school, I always thought I’d grow up to be in the Go-Gos.  I was heartbroken when they broke up the band.  Belinda Carlisle was totally my role model.  E told me that she could totally see me as a Belinda Carlisle type.  That was totally rad.  Biggest. Compliment. Ever. 

O.K., must go to bed now.  E is coming over tomorrow so I don’t have withdrawal.  Since I now have this unexpected free time, I have to plan a trip to Modesto (whoopee!) soon to see a high-profile client.  I wish I just didn’t feel so Bummy McBummerson right now.  Sucks.  Suckssusckssuckssuckssucks.  A little depressed.  Not quite in the pit of despair but inching ever closer to the edge.