I'm back

Got home Tuesday afternoon after a decent flight. I was tired and sick--just a little head cold, but no fun. It took over an hour to get to my place from Dulles. What can you do?

I had to get up bright and early this morning to go to Rockville for a training. The timing is terrible but I was looking forward to finding some good Chinese food for lunch. But the side effect of this cold is that I have almost no appetite. I had coffee and yogurt for breakfast, a cup of chili for lunch and popcorn for dinner. And a few pieces of candy provided by the training facility. I'm so healthy! I'm sure I'll get back to normal eating when I can taste again. Maybe I should add some fruit in there…they do provide some.

I will admit that my five days away were not completely without thoughts of a certain boy. I wish that weren't the case. I really tried to be present during the trip. For the most part I was, but I'm in that impatient state of mind where I want to know what's going to happen. And I want to know NOW. It's hard to be patient and savor the moments but I am trying.

Of course, I was rather impatient to talk to Owen when I got back. We did talk and we confirmed plans for Friday night. Yay!

Given my tendency to rush, jump in with two feet, dive in head first, leap before I look, etc., it's quite a trial to wait two weeks to see the guy I like. Poor me! Poor, poor me. When we talked he teased me about coming home with a hot Mexican guy who wanted a green card. Heh. Did he think I changed my mind? I was worrying that he'd changed his mind. Somehow it's reassuring that we are worrying about the same thing, even in a lighthearted way. No, I didn't really think he'd changed his mind, but I am trying not to get ahead of myself, to count my chickens, etc.

I have a headache. I need to get some sleep. It's a long ride to Rockville in the morning.

Oh, oh! How could I forget? Yesterday, I got a text from David. I kid you not. I didn't know it was him at first because I'd deleted his number from my phone. I actually googled the area code and that's how I figured out it was him. The message should have tipped me off since he wished me a Happy New Year in Hebrew and then asked "How ve u been?" I was astonished. I didn't know what to do. Ignore the message? Write back, "Fine, no thanks to you." Or "I have a new boyfriend." About half an hour later I wrote, "I'm good." He didn't respond, which seems about right.

Grateful for: a date.

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