Turn your head.
I just got off of the phone with the lad formerly known as my crushee. The ridiculous stage is now history. One of my friends had emailed me last night, stating that he did not approve of my having a crush on someone and wanting to know who the fellow was (since it seemingly was not him). I realized that I do not approve of my having a crush on anyone either, especially as the timing could not possibly be worse. So, that is that. He will remain a friend. I will be his sounding-board. It is a good fit.
Today I worked 3 horses in the early hours of the morning, then received a call from work. Celebrating the facility’s last day, everyone was gathered for a picnic, to which I was invited. It was somewhat depressing to say goodbye to the people that I had seen every day - even those that I was not particularly close to. My former crushee was one of the few not in attendance. That was most disappointing. One of the other fellows decided that we should have a grope session in one of the offices. Not a good idea. His most unwelcome advances left me utterly pissed (sorry for the language, that was the most benign turn of phrase that I could use). He is a lawsuit waiting to happen. Good luck to his next employer as well as to his wife and female colleagues. Seriously, what a distasteful train wreck.
So, I promptly left and ran a few errands. The first of which was going to the feed store to buy some grain (I forgot to phone in my order yet again). Happily, my friend Adam works at this particular store so we had a good chat and made plans to meet up in a couple of weeks. It has been a couple of years since we last did anything together, which is another sad fact of adult life.
I feel compelled to insert my new big idea here. Simply, to reconnect with friends, spend quality time with people whose company I enjoy and even (gasp) get out there and meet some new people. The hermetic life can be overrated. The farm will always be my first priority, but I do plan on going up north to do some hiking in between shows and other related commitments. Perhaps I will find other interests to occupy some of my time, rather than being so obsessed with work. That may be a stretch, but sometimes stretching is good.
At any rate, I picked about 6 or 8 pounds of asparagus, which are now clean and bagged in the refrigerator. I just need to get diesel fuel for the tractor and drop some asparagus off at my neighbor’s, then feed the animals, and the night is mine! Hooray for Thursday. I love The Office. Really, I was resistant at first being a huge fan of the British version, but our version is nearly as good. It is a little, pleasant something to look forward to mid-week. The call back from my former crushee will be nice too.