Today I heard my co-worker, the one who is keeper of the car keys, say, at noon, an hour into a phone call, “No, I’m ok. I’ve got a can of peanuts I’m snacking on, plus I have some baby carrots.” I went over, got the keys, and took the other co-worker to lunch.

I am going home tomorrow. I am very much looking forward to it. I have plans with many of my friends, and I’ll get to ride, and I’ll get to see my boys. The boys I have here are not the same.

However, it does make it harder to avoid a situation I’ve been trying to avoid. A situation that has been bothering me for over a month now. I’ve been mostly successful at avoiding it, and I can do so for the next week without a problem. At some point I’m going to have to figure out either how to deal with it, or how to let it go. The biggest problem is that I feel like I’ve been made a fool of, all warning signs pointed to the eventual outcome, and I ignored them. To top it all off, I tried to salvage the situation and ended up saying things that I didn’t want to, things that were not necessarily true, but that I can’t take back. So, there’s an entire group of people that I am not yet ready to face.

On a less whiny note, I will be shopping for a new purse. Something large enough to hold a book and my iPod for when I travel, and yet small/stylish enough to be used as an everyday purse. Currently, I am carrying my Healthy Back Bag through airports and switching to another purse that I’ve packed in my suitcase. I’m trying to pack less. I left my brown boots home this time. I’ve missed them.