Wednesday

This morning, still no period. Okay, what is the holdup? I am significantly less bloated but still sore. I wish I could have just stayed in bed. I am going to barre class tonight without fail. I got a shower, got dressed, straightened my hair, and then went downstairs to make coffee.
When we were on the way to work, a thought crossed my mind. Did I unplug my hair straightener? I can’t remember if I did or not. I asked Drew, and he said, he wasn’t sure. Typically he checks because I always seem to need to check and see. Ugh, it was plaguing me and still kind of is.
When we arrived in Oakland, he went to his building, and I went to Starbucks. I needed a fancy drink. I got a hot caramel macchiato. I texted Drew about stopping for coffee after the gym tonight. We are out at home. He didn’t respond back to me yet. I am not sure if I should stop on my way home from barre or not. Oh well.
After I got my coffee, I talked to my mom on the phone, about Rachael and the headlines. She felt so terrible for her and feels the same way Drew and I do. She thinks there is definitely more to the story, as well. When I arrived at my office, I started working on some requests. I am hoping for an easy day. I read articles about Rachel. More details are being released about that night she was killed. I can’t imagine what her family is going through.  Here I am worried about a late period. Things like this, put life into perspective.

After work today, traffic was so backed up. I was going to be late for barre, so we just decided to stay in and order pizza. We stopped at Walmart and got coffee, and a few other things and I found Britney Spears on the Pepsi Bottle. I am going to drink it, and then keep the bottle in my office. We watched the Handmaid’s Tale, while we ate dinner. It was probably not the best decision to watch this show while we ate. There were a lot of graphic scenes. I kept telling Drew took away. For a woman, it is not that gross, it is reality sometimes, but for a man,it is gross to see. It is such a great show!

 

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