I sat home, on Monday night, and decided that I needed to go to the gym.Meredith and I made plans and I took my day to do laundry and such, made my bed, the usual things one does when one does not have off for a week or so.I was still miffed about my little tiff with my boss about my shows and I needed to work that off.I had slept throughout the day on and off and I was ready to do…something…anything.The gym is a good diversion, better than the other diversions I was contemplating. Those other "less healthy" ways to make things better.At least for the time being.I am well aware that those other things only make life bearable for a brief moment, the problems, the little annoyances will still be there.At least through the gym, I'll be doing something constructive with my time.I text messaged Meredith a few times, no answer.I rang her, no answer.I was not happy.It was a rather chilly night, in the twenties, and I really didn't want to have to wait for the bus again.
I realized that she must have fallen asleep and was not getting up.I missed the eight o'clock bus so I watched the DVD extras for the Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King.I had just watched the movie (the long version, which is a tearjerker if there ever was one) and I was tired of the writer's strike in Hollywood that has made regular television unwatchable right now.
I got ready to make the nine o'clock and right before I was ready to go, my plumbing went haywire!I mean, explosive.I mean, painful, explosive, doubled-over, "I want to die" kind of plumbing problems.Thank the gods this happened before I got on a bus!
Needless to say, I never made it to the gym, it was all I could do to stay out of the loo and I spent the rest of the evening in bed, once I voided out my liver, spleen, lower intestine, a kidney and whatever I had eaten for the last week or so.
Morning came and I felt much better.Lighter, actually.I got up and saw that Meredith had rung and we chatted by text, her apologizing and me giving her a little shit.We made plans for the gym later in the day and I decided to get out and about.Although the forecast was calling for a damp, dreary, sunless day ahead, my mood was a perfect match and I was all for it.Lance had text messaged me and I thought a visit to my "beau" was in order.I stopped by the Art of Flowers to update the Café although I had a devil of a time transferring one of the entries to my blog on MySpace.I never got it to work so I just did the usual quick check of my sites and off I went (I was a bit disappointed, I must admit, that no one commented on the Cafe by the time I logged off!That usually never happens!).
The day was overcast, the ground was still damp and wet with the remains of the snows from a few days ago and I couldn't have been happier.I haven't been on my jaunt in quite some time and it was nice to be walking through the city again, with no real purpose.I walked into Evo and Lance was standing right there.We kissed, just a peck, and I sat right in my usual spot at the bar and told him I was hungry and I wanted to eat.We talked about stuff for a bit, I was talked into a martini, and then my food came and there was no time for chat, I was voracious and I would have bitten his hand off if he got near.I had a grilled chicken breast on Panini bread with sautéed spinach and peppers with fresh mozzarella cheese.It was heavenly!I opted for the side of fries because I was so damn hungry and I ate the warm garlic rolls that came beforehand, dipping them in the olive oil, fresh chopped tomatoes, onions and chives, and the whipped butter that comes on a cute little tray with the basket of rolls.The martini, usually the focus of any meal (for me), was just an afterthought.I resisted the double chocolate cake for dessert.I hadn't been to the gym for a few days and I still wasn't convinced that I was getting there later in the day.By the time I was done and had licked the plate, Lance had finished his shift and I walked him to the Jitney stop.I had more errands to go on and I only had today to do them.We gave a little kiss as he got on the bus and off I went, finally making my way back home, where I detailed what happened previously.
Although those dark clouds didn't bring rain to my island today, a heavy rain fell in my heart.
I pulled myself together, since Meredith rang and we were on for the gym.
I ATTACKED THAT GYM LIKE THERE WAS NO TOMORROW!I tore it up, lifting near the weight I used to handle before my little hiatus. It felt good.Real good.It was just what I needed and I think I sucked all the inspiration out of Meredith because she ended up just watching me acting like a maniac.I kept focus on the true prize, Wawa!It's a great little reward at the end of a hard workout, a classic hoagie, Italian, with everything, DOUBLE MEAT!
Meredith and I said our good-byes and I entered the penthouse with my plastic bag of good eats (I forgot to mention the salt and vinegar Ketel Chips and the V-8!) and I am now in my room, full, satisfied, a little sore, a lot heartbroken, watching the rest of the DVD extras (six bloody hours) from this fabulous movie.
Tomorrow, it's back to the gym and then I work, finally!Maybe another walk on the boards and who knows…
I am a life long resident of this little island on the east coast of New Jersey and I am the walking representation of Atlantic City. Which doesn't say much for the city. I'm a professional party guest.