Writing My Wrongs

I let the 2nd pass without even thinking about it...
August 2nd 2004 is when I moved to NYC from California...I always celebrate that.
I guess since I moved back from an 11th month hiatus... I guess July 10th will be my new New York anniversary date.
Funny, August 9th would have been my one year anniversary of moving to the DC area.
There is one more date, July 29th, that went by without me remembering...but it was another anniversary that no longer applies so...blah!

Next Wednesday I fly into Richmond, VA for my family reunion...I was just picking my seat for my flight...and realized that I am going to be on one of those small ass rickety planes. Now, I have never had a problem flying...never ever. Matter of fact, I'd prefer flying than any other mode of transportation for travel...
BUT...I am terrified of those little planes. I am.
Umm, another thing, dad booked a room for me for the reunion at Super 8 for 4 nights!!!!
I've never stayed in a motel...for a reason! I am not sure I can do it...we will see how this works out...maybe there are no hotels in the country...maybe.

Then I will be in DC for the following week. I was thinking I didn't want to be away from my home for over a week...most of it has to do with living out of my suitcase...other part is that even though I left the area...I am actually missing it a little now. Maybe it's part of my process...so I mourn the experience, which makes me miss the area.

This weekend I will be in the Hampton's schmoozing it up with "key" people...whatever key people means...key to what? Everything I guess. Which means I am going to have to go buy a couple of 'fits so I am not looking less than "key" worthy. *rolling my eyes*

Laundry...everyone has it...I have a lot of it. I haven't found a pickup and drop off place yet...If I have to drag my laundry up and down these 4 flights of stairs...there is going to be trouble up in Harlem. 'Cause I will end up just buying new draw'rs instead of going up and down with a heavy ass bag of clothes.

My girl from Cal asked me about a trip that we were planning for November...we haven't talked about it since the last 2 years isn't around anymore. We had been looking into us girls and our men...well, I am man-less now so...she was like...go get a man! Then as a parting comment she says...or call Dude up and tell him to go one this last one trip. She got silence from me...
Of course she was just joking but deep down, that is another thing that I am mad at him about...I mean, there are SO SO SO many things I am mad at him for but being able to plan trips...even if we didn't take all of them...we still planned...

SOS is coming over this evening...to make me smile, so I can make him smile...and just because I guess...