I have no desire to go to bed. I have to though because my running partner will be waiting for me at 6 am. I’m secretly praying for a thunderstorm so I can sleep until my usual 7 am. Given all the rain we’ve had, I actually feel guilty for praying for more rain. I need to get off my ass and run tomorrow. I’m not happy with my 5k time — I really thought I’d be faster — so I need to keep going and speed up. Ideally, I’d like to knock another 10 minutes off my time and I know I’m not going to do that by sleeping. It just sounds like a lot more fun than running.
Boyfriend woke me up when he went to bed last night. He apparently woke me up because he cussed when he stepped in cat puke. I have no recollection of that. The only thing I recall is asking him if he was done in the shower already and if it was my turn now. He seemed very confused by this question. I gave up and went back to sleep.
One of my closest work friends got fired last week. I interviewed for a new job on the same day. I wish they would hurry up and call me to just offer me the damn position already. I’m not comfortable where I’m at anymore. Too many people getting fired.
