At lunch we talked about faith, she told me about her trips to Mecca and how she cried the first time she went. I told her that I'd put in a prayer card for her at my church to have people pray for her back problem. Another nice conversation. I'm going to the therapists tonight to get her to stop me before it's too late! LOL
I just did my first spread sheet using Excel! I showed it to my friend because I knew she'd be thrilled (lol). I showed her how I even bolded the headings and said "As you can see, I'm a man of many talents"...my god, I'm really losing it! I'm glad she finds me amusing.
Well, I went to see the shrink tonight. I started out with "I need your help, I must be stopped before I strike again" I thought sounding like a psycho would be the perfect opening. She said "sounds interesting" I said " I got women issues" and she said "Now, that's exciting!" I told her about my antics of late, how I feel like a stupid adolescent and I say things I cannot believe come out of my mouth. I told her how much I enjoy the conversations I'm having with Mecca Mama, how I have this warm feeling inside when I'm around her and how I hate it at the same time. I told her about the CAUTION signs that are floating around in my head and how I want to make sure that Mr. Woody isn't doing all my thinking just because he wants a new parking spot. She says I'm going through what everyone goes through at this stage of getting to know somebody else (and I'm correct to be cautious and go slow). The wondering about what this means and what that means, should I have said that, does she really like me...blah blah blah. Have I mentioned I really hate this stuff! I don't like feeling that someone else can effect me, it makes me vulnerable. I can get hurt. That s@cks.I know I know, it's all part of the ride. Anyway, she feels my cheese is still on my cracker (or, actually, it hasn't slipped any further).
Oh, forgot to mention that at break today Mecca Mamma told me that she went out this weekend. She went to Canada's Wonderland with her housemates. I told her I was glad she got out and had some fun. Last week she'd been telling me how she didn't go out much, went to bed at 9pm, she was "old and tired" etc. Today she says "that's not who I really am. I get mad at myself sometimes. I don't like doing nothing, going to bed at 9 pm, playing FB games. I like to do things!" I'd like to do things too...but I'm not quite there yet. Shrink suggested I ask her for a light afternoon adventure some weekend, something that doesn't reek of "date" but of a fun afternoon with no expectaions...and that way she can still get to bed by 9 pm! lol.
Well, off to bed. I've got to get ready for another big day of making an ass of myself. I mean what man shows a woman his spread sheet!(Yes go for it, that's the straight line) Yet another fine moment to savour. So who knows what wacky adolescent adventures await me...and the rest of my workplace. Hey, maybe I'll ask her to toss around a football with me in the parking lot at lunch...or maybe I'll snooze in my office and give the world a well deserved break. Goodnight all!
Today I gave her a book I found on my bookshelf last night on back pain and yoga, which she's been reading intensely. At break she went on a tear, bitching about her workplace. When she's excited like that her accent gets a lot stronger and I miss words...oh, hell sentences! Um, I guess it's nice that she feels she can bitch to me about work...but that was Voldemort's life, complaining about work day in and day out. Anyway, just trying to keep up with the word flood was my challenge for this morning.lol Hey, everybody needs to vent once in a while! I told her about yesterday. It's my yearly evaluation and I got crapped on big time for my files last year. This year I kept on top of them. Boss says "these are really good" So, I went back to my office to bask in my new found glory by putting my feet up on my desk, stretching my hands behind my head and leaning back in my chair. Ah, the good life is finally mine...and the boss walks in. Oops!
I had a nice talk with MM this afternoon about family. Her son had just called her from the Philippines. She started telling me how hard it is to be away from him, "I'm a Mom and I can't see my son" she looked so sad "it's so hard" she said. I empathized and said that what I've learned in life is that we do the best we can with what we have. I said "You're a good Mom, you do what you can from where you are. He knows how much you love him. I can see it whenever you talk to him. I can't possibly know what it feels like but you're doing the best you can with what you've got" We also talked about how we've both lost our fathers, hers 7.5 years ago and mine five months ago. I told her what it was like to go to see my Dad every night for three months to watch him die. So that's that. I didn't bring up the weekend because I thought if I'm not going to suggest anything then let it be.
Whatis is going to a family re-union picnic this weekend just outside of Guelph ON. It will be the first without my Dad. I don't know how it will feel. Talking about it with MM today brought up some feelings for me. I miss him. I also want to do some meditating. Since I got that flu bug last weekend I haven't been doing it. When we pray we talk to God, when we meditate God talks to us. I'm quite happy with the church I've been going to (although other Christians think we're wacko and non-Christians agree). The theology is one I can feel comfortable with and it allows for a great deal of freedom and leeway to grow and discover. Anyway, that's my update.
