Confession Mayhem

Forgive any and all typos.  I'm writing this post from the comfort of my bathtub, on my iPad, one double Moscow Mule in.  As you all know by now, I'm blind, so this is a pretty scary combination.  If you see the word smile (sle) or any other word missing a few letters at least now you'll know why.

Anyways, confession number 1 of confession mayhem.  I was going to skip this week's linkup with the lovely Kathy.  You know, I've had a long day blah, blah, blah.  I love you all so much but the thought of a tipsy night of nothingness was pretty alluring.  Obviously I couldn't bring myself to do it, this is after all my favorite linkup.  Despite the fact that things are cray around here, I miss you guys.

So yes, not let's talk about my super long day at the office.  You don't know this, because I haven't shared it with you, but I work for a multi hundred million dollar company that is moving it's corporate office into a major-league baseball park.  I've been working on this project for year now and we're less than four weeks away from moving our employees into a 1924 restored candy factory.

My jobs has been anything but typical these last few months.  Today I spent my day at a brick yard (there's something about the words brick yard I really love.  I've been using it at every opportunity. Saw it with me now...brick yard) and later at the construction site.  I am so living in a mans world right now.  I mean at every meeting I'm the only woman with a crew of 10-12 men.  It's such a strange thing.  I've kept a pair of flats in the car with me at all times these days because I never know where my job is going to take me.  If I disappear for a few days, you now know why.  You also no why I'm drinking a double Moscow Mule.

Until today I haven't written about my mom.  Still trying to figure out how I want to manage that part of my life here, but I will say that some people will never change and you either have to accept them for who they are, or you have to close that chapter in your life and move on.  I've tried and failed at both in this particular relationship.  I'm back to closing the chapter and have found myself singing Let It Go from the movie Frozen like a million times today. 

I've eaten nothing but bagels, pizza and chips today and I have the worst gas!

An old friend from the dorms who I've reconnected with over the last two years has accepted my invitation to San Francisco for a girls weekend.  The thought of this trip has had me smiling for days now.  I don't get along with most girls and I haven't had a girls weekend in 4 or 5 years so I'm playing this one out in my head: martini bars, karaoke, tattoos.  I'm obsessed with the possibilities that his weekend will hold.

D works Sundays and I absolutely cherish my quiet time alone at the house. 

I cheated on my nail girl and went elsewhere on Sunday.  It doesn't pay to cheat people, my nails look like shit.

I NEED to lose 5 lbs (or tone up, I'm not picky) before D and I go away at the end of April.  My thighs look horrible.  Why can't my extra weight go to my boobs???  Somebody help me train.  I need to hit the gym.

Ok so this wasn't really mayhem was it, but the title got you in here to read my post huh?  Hugs guys. Next up is post #100!  I honestly can't believe I'm still here, but I'm so happy I am.  Xo