Sonya's marriage is falling to pieces before my very eyes. Quite literally, I mean. She's sleeping on an inflatable mattress on my living room floor as I write this. It is painful to see her so sad, and painful to hear her conversations with her husband, whom I adore, and know that they're completely beyond my sheepish suggestions of not speaking with such sarcasm all the time to one's spouse.

Meanwhile, I have a date, I think, this Friday. This is a new victim who designs websites for a local toymaker/monopoly, and who - wait for it - is neither a swimmer on the team nor a student in either of my classes! Hurrah! We've talked a few times and done the multiple email thing, and now he wants to meet up. So, then I will.

On another front, I'm struggling with DD and her last-minute ways. I try to be as flexible and amenable with her as I can, but when you toss in things like a best friend with marriage issues and the desire to go do things with friends once in a while or catch up on other work on my own time, it really sucks ass when she just decides last minute to call a meeting in a few hours...right in the middle of the day, of course, since she has shit to do later for herself. "Well, I have plans, too, you know," I say to her. She gives me that terrible tight-lipped sigh and said, "Fine, come when you can, then," and acts as though she's about to hang up on me. I hate that shit. I am glad she's about to go on vacation for a week. I think we could both use the break from each other.

This is turning out to be a sort of random entry, que non? 'sbecause the phone keeps ringing and making me jump outta my chair so I can reach it before it rings a second time and wakes Sonya. Poor thing is exhausted.

Anywho, there's little else to write, except that, in April? I'm NOT going to surf camp (they won't be running yet), but I WILL purchase four surfing lessons and learn, over the course of a week, how to surf correctly. Yay! Then I'll have the entire summer to practice and improve! Woohoo! I can't wait. I like that I've set that as a goal for myself.

Meanwhile, as for the other goals I've set for myself...I still fit into the same size clothing (although, admittedly, I do that better than I used to), and I haven't been to any meets yet. That's not so good. I need to get crackin' on my swim training, going to meets, and eating less, damnit.

Okay, I think this has been random enough, don't you, diary? Perhaps it's still too early in the morning to be thinking coherently and writing diary entries.

Posted by twids at 9:05 am