It's E's birthday today, so I've left the obligatory Facebook message. It also prompted fond memories of spending a weekend visiting E, going to the pub, playing pool and general mucking about. Very fond memories, in fact.
I suspect she'll want to revisit those days when she comes home in a few weeks.
I really enjoyed the gig last night with M. A lot of people turned up for doors opening time, so by the time we arrived (only 15 minutes after that) there wasn't a seat to be had. So we spent the night propping up the bar. We managed to have a chat, too. It appears that G has been home as he said he would, but he just wasn't in touch with me. And he mentioned that one of my old school crushes had split with her husband, which piqued my interest until M said that he thought she'd already found herself a new partner.
And I couldn't shake the feeling all day that Chloe was going to be at the gig. I've no idea if the music was her type, but I do get these gut feelings sometimes which almost never happen.
I don't think that standing for 3 plus hours plus doing the odd bit of swaying/dancing has done my back any favours, so yoga might have to be cancelled today. I'll play it by ear this afternoon.
I had a couple of dreams last night, but the details are rapidly fading. The first was FP and I, travelling somewhere. FP was playing wingman for me and essentially producing a series of women all fitting the same physical profile: petite brunettes. I can't remember the end of the dream. I woke up and looked at the clock. It was 3 AM.
The second involved CAB. In it, we had travelled to England for something that CAB had to do, and in between that, we had a lot of sex in the hotel room and specifically the shower. So, yeah, a pleasant dream, but it was frustrating this morning.
And I am already exhausting. I don't think I got good quality sleep last night.
I got a surprise phone call from KfW2 this morning. My immediate thought was that she was going to propose some last-minute socialising tomorrow night that would inevitable clash with the gig with M, but it as not. she had news to share - CC's mum passed away a few days ago. I've just sent her a message, but I've been through this, so I know she'll be busy.
I've already said to KfW2 that I will attend the funeral and she said she wants to go, too.
Shania Twain's in town, and Taylor Swift is just down the road so unsurprisingly every woman in town is wearing a checked shirt, cowboy boots and a short skirt or denim shorts. And it's really not the weather for it.
Many, many years ago, when we were at school, FP and I would put in our evenings by walking. We would go all sorts of places, but we had two favourite routes. The first was one that was roughly five miles long and would take us past SJ's house. The other, was reserved for the summer months as it took us to the edge of town and offer us some stunning views across the city where we'd have teenage boy dreams of opening our own bar with windows and patios that showed off those very views.
So surfing the local property website with dreams of a lottery win (as I did a few weeks back when I saw FA's old house), and lo and behold, one of the very sites that FP and I would daydream over back in the day.
Not the world's greatest thing to find when I'm still coming down off the YouTube video from my last post.
M was quick to reply to my message. Apparently, he's reached out to his contact today but hasn't heard back. Not that it's an issue, I've already bought the tickets and they weren't expensive - the price of a couple of pints each. It was more that I'd not heard from him and that he'd not gotten back to me as he'd promised.
And in other news, I've just finished watching a YouTube video about Twitch streamer Ironmouse. Ironmouse is a streamer I've discovered recently who's incredibly entertaining, if games and sweary Latina women is your bag. But this YouTube video had me in tears. It was effectively a potted history of Ironmouse in her own words. It's not the normal thing that has me in tears, but I think I've bottled up an awful lot over the past few months - family stuff, stress, loneliness and it wasn't going to take a lot to set me off.
Perhaps unsurprisingly, M never got back to me about the free tickets to the gig on Friday night. He's never been the most reliable of people. I've taking some initiative and pre-booked a couple of tickets because the ticket website says there are only a few left. I don't know what "a few" are, but I'm not taking any chances seeing as I've already missed out on another gig that I didn't find out about until too late.
I sent M a message to let him know what I've done.
I'm looking forward to Friday.
I got around to doing the amalgamated workout today. 39 minutes (including cool down) and burning 537 calories. As I said in my last post about the workouts, there are certain exercises where I am not going as intense as I could, so there's a lot more to come from this specific exercise.
I need to decide whether to move the exercise to first thing in the morning or after work in the evening as doing it during lunch can be troublesome if I have an early afternoon meeting.
A random, middle-of-the-day phone call from KfW2 and it felt different. Maybe it was just me, but I felt my own conversations in the past few calls with KfW2 have been stilted. And that was my side of the conversation, not her's. Today's chat was different... back to our usual back and forth. And I've really missed that.
I gave her an update on the family stuff and, in a separate part of the conversation, admitted that I've not seen anyone in a while. And it's true - outside of work events with Stalky Guy, I can't remember the last time anyone visited or I met people.
However, it does look like we'll not get to do dinner until August, which is a little disappointing but she did suggest a quick visit sometime soon with her kids, which would be fun. I've not seen them in ages and they adore me.
I kinda slacked off on the yoga front at the end of last week. For a few days (Thursday to Saturday), I was just drained both mentally and physically and with that, all motivation just evaporated. And I don't use that phrase "drained" lightly.
I got back on it today, though, and gave me cobbled-together dual workout a go. I didn't get all of it done. Part of it was that it was a struggle towards the end with a few minutes to go and secondly, I lost track of time and was going to be late for a work meeting if I saw it through to the end. I did 32 out of 38 minutes.
But it was good to get back on it, and adding the core workout to the beginners stretching workout is a good move and gives me even more to grow into. I'm still tailoring the stretching workout (focusing more on stretching my legs than doing push-ups, for example), so there's plenty of room to make the workouts more challenging before I even need to consider some of the longer/harder workouts.
