I had to get to work early for a 7AM meeting. This sounds like a bad idea all around, doesn’t it? I’m cranky as it is, and getting to work with no breakfast and no coffee wasn’t making it any better. Things didn’t get much better until closer to lunch time.
Most everyone bailed on me for burger club again (queue the suicide watch) so I’m making reservations for Ringside. I’m hoping my former heterosexual-life-partner Il can make it to our twice-yearly pilgrimage to RIngside because they’re going to shut it down, move it, remodel the old location, and reopen it in a year and I’m not sure they’re going to have the food as dialed in as they have it now. In any case, I’m dragging my sorry ass there whether Il wants to go or not. I’ve had two birthday dinners already and this will be the third. Of course I never did get a birthday discount card from Ringside so I’m going to have to use the one my mom gets for her anniversary.
My parents married 363 days before my birth date, so it all happens about the same time of the year. Her birthday in March, mine in April, her anniversary a couple days later, and my dad’s death day three days after that on tax day. My dad’s birthday is in May. My sister is the weirdo with the August birthday and the February anniversary.
I didn’t feel lightheaded at the gym tonight, but my stomach wasn’t feeling all that right. I was much more fatigued than I usually am, so I’m still not 100%. Could be worse.