wallow

So I had a pretty good day today. Yesterday was a wallow in my own self-pity day, but today I tried to get it right. Went for breakfast at Denny’s, and had a remarkably good server, even suffering through my special order. It was peaceful enough, just coffee and french toast and enough other food to feed a cow.

Otherwise I show no signs of nasty feelings even after polishing off a full shaker of martinis last night. New recipe: 2 parts vodka, 1 part cointreau, 1/2 to 1 part pear juice and a splash of grenadine. shaken, not stirred. It needs a name and I’m open to suggestions. Not much gone on today, laundry, cleaning, more trash bags lined up by the door waiting to be taken out.

The house thing isn’t going to happen right now. We went and looked at it a little closer, with flashlights, and the place needs WAY too much structural work. (the owner of 1903 T St NW should be ashamed!) It’s ok though since I was totally over-stressed about the whole process. Sean’s lucky (in a manner of speaking) in that he’s getting money from a trust due to deceased relatives, so money won’t be a problem for him. And it really won’t be a problem for me, but I mainly have to prove that I have the money NOW, even though I might not have to put any down. Well, the more I talk about it, the more confused I get and the more stressed I get. So no more about that until we find another potential place.