so it's a good thing nothing bad happens in real life when you have weird dreams.
In the past week I have:
Made eggnog with Barack Obama
kicked Justin out of work telling him this was my dream and he's ruining it
and
met Derek's dad
Three things that would never happen.
We got in a mini-fight last night about him not opening up to me. I wish he would. I want to know the things he won't tell me. He's always asking me about my life- and the second I ask him about his I get a line like "it doesn't matter- it was in the past" It makes me insane. He says "i'm making a big deal out of nothing, and that I should stop" that it "doesn't matter" but to me it does. I want to know where he comes from, I know it bothers him. He can't deny that. I see it.
Ugh. Frustrated.
Also frustrated I have to get up out of my warm bed, go outside in the wind and the snow and scrape my car just so I can drive five miles an hour to work for eight. I'm just so not into working this week. I'm just so rushed and I hate it. We have a lot going on this week- culminating in our party. Blech. Derek will meet them finally. I'm just about ready to be like "omg, Im dying, I can't go" but they'd catch on too quickly. It's like he's meeting my parents. But I know what happens when he meets people. He shuts down- and it makes me as well as him look bad. I know I shouldn't care what other people think ( i mean he doesn't) I just can't help it. I work with these people every day and I don't want them to be like "wow". We already spend the majority of the day making fun of Julie. I'd hate to add Derek to that list.
I just need to get through this week and the beginning of next after christmas we are closing for a while. Ugh.
No money, but no work. That's okay. I'll deal.
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