V-Day

Quick update on FLY Lady.... I've kept my kitchen sink wonderfully shiny. Tuesday I took a personal day and went to traffic court to explain about my expired tags I didn't know I had till I got pulled over last month. So also on Tuesday I did a load of laundry from the bathroom. Both floor rugs, all the towels. I cleaned every inch of floor, the toilet (which I was glad of last night as I worshiped the porcelain god), my shelves, etc. I even made my bed.

So yesterday was V-Day. The day when florists and greeting card companies make out like bandits. Yours truly did nothing special for Valentine's Day outside of school.

Two years ago, Mr. Wolf sent me an e-greeting for Valentine's Day. That should have been my sign right there. I was so mad... an e-greeting? Not even a freaking card?? So I called him and blasted him. He made up for it on our birthdays by sending me a dozen red roses, a stuffed "cute" set of luvbugs, and a Gianormous teddy bear to hug.

One year ago, Mr. Wolf was making plans to come see me. A month or two after his visit, he tells me he's seeing someone where he lives.

This year, Mr. Wolf proposed to same someone he was seeing back then. With a frickin' 3 CARAT ring!! I don't know what's worse, the feeling that I was a schmuck, or the feeling that I wish I'd been proposed to with a 3 carat ring, or the heartbreak revisited.

Ok, so it was the revisit of the heartbreak.

Mr. Artist called and left a message on Tuesday, saying he missed me... he missed everything, and by that he meant not just the nookie.

I got to thinkin'. I miss him too, but what is it I'm really afraid of? I'm afraid of getting my heart broken again. Duh. There are things about him and the situation that I don't like, and I'm using that as an excuse to say "you know... this isn't right" rather than "look, I don't want to get hurt".

Bleh. Just Bleh.

Right then... so add into all this chaotic confusion and bluff the germs that have been floating from student to student in my room. I think I've finally succumbed to them. Yesterday I was feeling achey/sleepy and last night I was literally sick to my stomach. My throat's scratchy and my nose is stuffed. I had great plans for the weekend and now I'm going to have to ask for a raincheck.

At least I don't have to teach Friday, or Monday, as we're off on holidays.