GrizzBabe's Week in Review

Sorry that I've been absent from the blogosphere for the last couple of weeks but my life has been incredibly busy as of late. My 24-day housekeeping plan in preparation for The Boyfriend's arrival (now a mere 6 days away) was for naught as my activities this week have thrown a monkey wrench of epic proportions into said plans. Let's review exactly what GrizzBabe has been up to for the past 7 days:

• The week started off with 2 nights of overnight babysitting only I didn't find out about the second night until I had arrived for the first night (that kind of knowledge is always fun to learn at the last minute.) Like the professional that I am, I rose to the occasion but I was very tired at the end of those two nights.
  

• Wednesday night, after working my ass off on my day job, I went to dinner with a friend that I had not seen in a couple of months. We ate and talked for hours, catching up on all that we'd missed in each other's lives. A fun time to be sure but it wasn't a situation where my body could truly rest and rejuvenate. I came home and collapsed, too tired to even have a phone conversation with The Boyfriend.
  

• Thursday, again after working my rear end off at the newspaper, I went to the storage facility where I work on Saturdays to be trained on the new credit card processing software. Afterwards, I went to dinner with my boss and her husband at a local steakhouse where I pigged out on a ribeye steak, loaded baked potato and broccoli. Yum, yum. But once again, I was pooped.
  

• I actually had Friday off from work. The plan was to get the hole in the eave of my house fixed so the birds in my attic can find someplace else to call their happy home. The company I hired to do the repairs got my work number confused with my home number. When they called my office to confirm our appointment and received no answer (even on my day off, no one can find it within themselves to get to the office before 9 a.m.), they assumed that I was not at home and went to their next job. We rescheduled for next week.
  

• I had a 3 o'clock hair appointment (in preparation for The Boyfriend's arrival) and decided to laze about the house until 1:30. That's when I decided to take a long, hot shower. BIG mistake. Little did I know that the heat and moisture from the shower would open the pores in my scalp causing the straightening chemicals my beautician uses to burn. It felt like my hair was on fire. My hair dresser promptly rinsed the chemicals out of my hair but because she had overbooked, I still didn't get out of the salon until 7 p.m. Once I got home, I decided to sweat out my $60 hairdo by spending the next 2 hours cleaning up.
  

• Saturday I worked all day at the storage facility and then went clubbing with a friend at a honkytonk bar near my house. The last time I was at that bar several years ago, some drunk guy who smelled like vomit wouldn't leave me alone. I had hoped to experience a better time on my second visit. I was wrong. The weirdo magnet that has been surgically implanted into my brain was operating at full strength last night. Out of over a hundred patrons in that bar, some woman desperate for female companionship (the platonic kind) picked me to try and convince to be her new best friend. Do you like to read? I love to read. I read lots of erotica. I have over 50 books in my library. We could be book buddies and exchange books with each other and everything. Wouldn't that be fun? I really would like to get to know you better. You are so calm and I am so all over the place. I need to be around someone calm. I'm having a housewarming party on the 9th and I would really like you to come. You don't have to bring your friend if you don't want to. After spending five minutes giving me directions to her house, I know you have a pen in your purse. If you wanted my phone number, you could write it down.

It was a fitting ending to a long, tiring week.