So, last week was a big week. I'm pretty tired from it.
I drank beer and ate coconut cream pie on Shem Creek. I saw The Dave Matthews Tribute Band and drank from a koozie with David Hasselhoff on the bottom. Party at the Point had a giant walking Taco Bell sauce packet. I ate rocky road & banana pudding ice cream. I went to the Charleston Pride Party and saw a drag queen yell at Tonya. I was sore for three days from the gym. I had an altercation with my two dogs and a raccoon. On Sunday, I had a cupcake for breakfast. I bought sillybandz in the shapes of zoo animals. I met some awesome people. I met some not so awesome people. I worked at my new store... Finally. I got to work with my Sales Leads and a few associates. It's so weird being bumped from store to store. Right now, I'm training in my new position. Today, I spoke out on conference call and published my very first Bath & Body Works schedule. I've been running on coffee.
Also, I had someone ask me to go to a wedding with them. A stranger. I had plans, so I had to say no (even though I wanted to say yes), but now I'm kicking myself for it. He was funny. And cute. And evidently a (successful) dreamer. I wonder what he would have done if I had actually taken him up on the offer... Hmm. I want to track him down and try again, but I'm pretty sure he told me he was going to Europe for the rest of the summer. Eff.
I'm going to be single forever.
At least my life is eventful.
Tomorrow is my day off. I have a list of things to do. Excited!