Buongiorno! I certainly did not have the Halloween weekend I was or you were expecting. Sometimes plans and expectations fall flat. Things change.
This is not to say I didn’t have enough fun Wednesday, Thursday and Friday nights to compensate for missing one possibly epic night out in Athens. Thursday, for example:
And Muffin and I enjoyed ourselves:
Friday was also excellent. After a 7pm concert, I went out with one of my Women’s Chorale ladies, K.C.:
Which eventually led to dancing on booths:
And then things shifted. In order to maintain respectful privacy, I can’t go into as much detail as I’d like. But because she’s an enormous part of my life, I can’t ignore it. I blew up at my best friend in the whole world. Things are changing, and I can’t handle it. Rather, I needed time to reflect on things that are going on, and I didn’t handle it well.
Yep, I got mad at Muffin. I was hurt, yelled and then stormed away. And I haven’t talked to her since. This is, of course, gnawing at me. So I walked home Friday night crying and feeling sorry for myself.
Have you ever been through a horrible break-up, and the second you wake up from dream land the next day, the reality comes storming into your head, and you want nothing but for it to go away? For things to go back to normal? That was Saturday morning. When I heard my phone bing with the sound of a text message from MamaJ, randomly offering to come get me and take me home, I took her up on her offer. She didn’t even know I was upset when she sent the message.
Maybe I ran away from facing the problems. Maybe I’m a bit dramatic. Either way, I’m happy I’ve come home. Had I not, I wouldn’t now realize my shortcomings, the ugly sides of me on which I need to work. Had I not, I wouldn’t have been able to see family members I haven’t seen in over a year. Had I not, I wouldn’t have been able to discuss my living situation (or lack there of) for winter break.
But in all honesty, I wish I would have talked to my partner in crime before coming home. I hate confrontation and am worried about what’s to come. I know we’ll be fine. I’m just worried at the moment. And I’m sharing this because I want to share as much as I can with you all, who I consider to be friends. Trying to keep things real.
Anyway, I have had a joyous time with mi familia having since come home. Before MamaJ picked me up, I ate this gorgeous breakfast:
Later that night, we met up with my uncle and his girlfriend for dinner at P.F. Changs. It was so great to see them! I hadn’t seen them for almost two years. Don’t let that happen, peeps. Dinner was lovely:
We also hit up the pub that night, and I drove us all home supah late. My parents are party animals 😉 Kidding.
Saturday morn I managed to whip up some scrumptious quick oats, cooked the same way I make old-fashioned rolled oatlets:
That afternoon we visited Matty Rich, who was hosting my cousin Chris for the weekend. Also amazing to see him, as it’s been a ridiculously long time since we last saw each other. The boys were starving, so we went to the closest restaurant to Matty’s dorm. Perkins, you were a challenge:
We did a little Trader Joe’sing after zeese, dropped Matty Rich off at his dorm and went home. I did schoolwork as MamaJ slaved over a fabulous dinner:
There were also perfectly roasted Yukon gold’s:
After dinner, Mumsy and I watched Bride Wars. Holy hell, what perfect timing for me to watch that. Not the wedding thing, but the best friend thing. Tears!
This morning I was hungry as soon as I awoke. Curreal breakfast:
I’m obviously still out of it. I’m hoping that I get to talk to Muffin today and clear things up. I’m really sorry for being a downer, but I’m sure you understand. Also, I totally don’t mean to sound dramatic if I have! Lo siento!
Time to shower and head back to Athens!
Ciao for now,
QUESTION: How do you deal with confrontation?
I suck at it. Don’t want to deal with it at all!
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