Thursday, March 28, 2013
I ordered some new running shoes from Zappos because they were on sale. I actually bought 2 pair - one in the size I think I wear, and one a half size up because some of the reviews said they run small. I tried them both one last night and they both feel good. I have more toe room in the larger pair which actually feels kind of nice, and I know that feet have a tendency to swell a bit when running. The reason I got these is because the pair I have definitely feel too small. But I can't tell, of the new shoes, which size I like more. Another thing to consider is that they will probably stretch out a bit after some use. I don't really know what to do. So I set them aside last night, and I'm going to try them out again. I've gotta send one pair back. They were on sale, but they weren't THAT cheap.
Tonight I'll be working on my taxes by hand because I went to my parents house to use their software last night just to find out, Mom did it all online. So no software. Oh well. I'll get it all done today and in the mail tomorrow.
I forgot all week that I have a half day of work tomorrow. I'm pretty psyched about it. It's gonna be a skeleton crew around here so I know it'll be a blow off day. I could really use one of those.
I'm pretty unhappy with my boyfriend. (jeez, I don't even know if I'm allowed to call him that.) I talked to him last night and asked him if we were cool because he's been so quiet lately. He said yeah, we're cool and that he's just not used to texting all the time. It seems like an acceptable excuse because that's how I am. I don't like texting and phone calls. I prefer hanging out in person. But we can't hang out in person much because we live pretty far apart and our schedules don't align very well. And HE was the one that texted me like crazy when we were first starting out. So I grew accustomed to the daily text in the morning and then random messages throughout the day. At first, I had a hard time keeping up with him. I'd get messages while I was out running errands and feel it was necessary to respond right away. Now, it's just radio silence until I break it after I'm home from work and just about ready for bed. I have no doubt that we could have gone this entire week without speaking if I hadn't sent him messages each day saying hi. I'm probably just being hormonal, but I'm heartbroken about it. Just a quick hello is all I need. To let me know he's thinking of me and he misses me. But he probably isn't thinking of me and he probably doesn't miss me. He says he's been exhausted, but he's had the past 2 days off. I call that lame.
I actually blame cable TV. When I first met him, he didn't have it. He only had the internet. But he worked out a deal with his internet provider and got it for cheap. Now he watches Food Network all the time. Le sigh. People who spend all their time watching TV are so boring. That's probably why I get one word responses and I feel like I'm always interrupting. Because I AM interrupting - worthless filler TV shows. I'm all for TV shows with decent production value and stories and things that make me laugh - but watching how toffee is made in a factory is an enormous waste of time in my book. And he's fcking glued.
So tonight... I'm not going to text him. ~deep breath~ And if he does not text me, like I suspect he will not do, it will be the first day since we started talking that we have no communication at all. The concept is killing me. I liked that we talk every day since we get to see each other so rarely. But to me, this just seems like the beginning of the end. "He's just not that into you" keeps ringing through my head. He may think we're good as far as he is concerned, or maybe he's just being polite. But I have to also consider myself too. And I'm not good. I'll give it a bit more time. I'll back off and let the radio silence carry on, and maybe he'll start to miss me. Or maybe he won't. I'll find out and go from there. Joe will be home this weekend, so I hope I'll be kept busy. No doubt he'll be busy too. I know he's working nights and then celebrating Easter with his family on Monday.
~whiiiiiiiiiiiiiine~ Why must I have a heart?