2010-11-05

gothicotter: (Default)
2010-11-05 04:45 pm
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Year 5

Today is 5 years. I am in New Orleans. I took this time off from work for the first time ever. I am glad that I did.

I had a date with Jon last night. We had a fucking blast! We got completely shitfaced while walking on Bourbon St. Our first kiss was in a bar called The Boondock Saints & there was an OHP patch right above our heads. I pray that it brings this relationship good luck. He left for an assignment out of town just a few hours ago. I am thankful that we finally went on our first date-- it's been long overdue.

I have spent the day in bed nursing a nasty hangover, but that's perfectly fine with me. I don't have to be anywhere or do anything except eat at some point & catch up on my rest. Aside from the pain associated with that, I feel wonderful, free, happy. I have no other stress today-- this seems like my real vacation since the other one I took previously this year was ruined by an overly jealous boyfriend.

I'm more independent than I was last year. I'm done being a doormat. I am confident & happy. I have the best friends anyone could ask for. I have a good job with awesome benefits.

I finally have a gym membership & I use it almost every day. I have lost 10 lbs. I look & feel better. I will get stronger & build more stamina, as well as get my flexibility back. I will survive the Zombie Apocalypse.

Let's see what next year will look like!