Sunday, 13 November 2016 —
This morning I woke up around 8:30 and walked into the living room and looked around. The heater was on and the air conditioner was also on. Chris and I clearly did not communicate in terms of temperature. He had to have turned the heater on and I had the air on. No wonder my body didn’t realize what was going on in terms of environment. I looked at the Weather app on the iPhone and it said today was going to be 70-degrees. Can you imagine? Two weeks before Thanksgiving and its still 70-degrees outside in Colorado. I hope this goes on until Christmas. Maybe Chris and I will have a chance to figure out out the thermostat works before then. I’m always hot, he’s always cold. At this rate, I’ll be wearing shorts in December and he’ll need a winter jacket in June.
I excused myself to the salon today around noon-thirty to finish working on paper work and issue some checks. When it comes to the finances of my business, I follow a pretty tough schedule. Mondays, I balance the books. Thursday, I issue the payroll, the bills and rebalance and make sure our budget is on point. Checks are released Friday. I was still stuck on Thursday’s schedule. Today is Sunday. I remember when I used to dread the bill folder I put all the bills in until I crack it open on Thursdays. Now, I just look at all the bills and put them in order by due date. I look at the week’s budget and start issuing checks. It’s all pretty simple, but by the time I get to the checkbook, cross check the transactions online and fully balance, it’s been two hours. I don’t always have two hours in the middle of the week, so my Sundays have been sacrificed in place of a one too many prep periods I am robbed up due to overbooking in the salon and commitments outside the salon during the week. It felt good to finally get it all taken care of today. I talked to my mom for a bit today while I finished paying bills. I seriously need a couple days away with her and we can just watch TV and eat finger foods. I need some Josh-Mom time.
My aunt came to see me the other day and brought up the fact that I don’t really hang out anymore with anyone. I don’t. She’s right. I’m resurfacing my friendships. I’ve stopped talking to a few folks. I feel a tad betrayed by a couple once-close folks. People don’t text back. People don’t answer their phones. I meet up with people and I don’t pay the bill anymore for anyone. I don’t want to be the friend with a thick wallet anymore. I don’t want to hang out with poor people. By poor I mean folks that look at life poorly, never have any money and seem to be fighting with someone. I just can’t. Frankly, it seems like most of my friends have been in shitty mindsets and relationships lately. They want their tarnished romances to rub off on me and Chris. I don’t want to hang out with broken-hearted Betty anymore (or broken-hearted Ben, for that matter).
Goals for the week include: figuring out the temperature, sitting to dinner with my mom, going to a movie with mom and Chris (separately) and looking at my Contacts list to see who I miss hanging out with. I do miss people and I do miss going out, but it’s been kind of nice resting. I’m not in a rush to return to a nightlife, comedy or being anyone’s best friend. I’ll stick to worrying about my own well-being for a touch longer.