After a really long exhausting total of 16 hours on the road from Friday to Saturday, I still managed to somehow get shit faced this weekend. Yes, even after my long post about being an adult.
Friday on the way back from Myrtle Beach, I thought my car was misbehaving. I freaked myself out, had a panic attack and after walking around in a grocery store for 30 or more minutes I calmed down. I was alone, scared, in the middle of nowhere. After talking to my dad he convinced me that there was nothing wrong with my car, the noise I heard was probably related to the AC. I eventually got home at 11 pm. Only to go back to the farm with my grandparents. I didnt sleep much there, I never can.
Saturday, I was meeting up with a friend at a select location. We were to meet at 8 15. I was ahead of schedule so I stopped to fill up with gas. I knew it would be atleast 3 am or later until I would be back on the road and I didn't want to stop at 3 am. As I was pumping and I had the gas pump thingee pulled back into the locked position so it would pump the gas and I wouldn't have to put my hands on the handle. Everyone knows how I hate to pump gas. As my car got full the handle jumped out of the tank and gas spewed out on my shorts and shirt!!! Sooooooo lovely. I was furious! I tried washing it off at the nasty wawa, but no luck. I drove on in my stinky clothes waiting to explode! I found an oldnavy where I went in and bought a dress for $30! I changed in the store and was on my way. Between talking to my friend, talking to Missy to get the name of the hotel where she has stayed before and liked it, my cell battery died! I arrived at 9! Nobody came looking for me. Not one fone call to my house to alert my sister. I told my friend I may just stay in the area tonight and get a room because its a looooooooong way home. I went to the hotel and to decide to stay or go. I was hoping they would be at the hotel since I wasn't at starbucks first. I drove around like a freak for a about an hour. I didn't know what to do. My fone would power up for 1 minute and die immeadiately after. I told them that I would be at the hotel. Nobody ever came to the hotel. So I cried and then I got mad. I drove myself home where I got shit faced. After driving around for 6 hours thinking this person knows me well enough to know where I'll be and nothing, I threw in the towel. There will never be anymore speak of this. I'm still angry. I'm mad.
Saturday afternoon I hosted a party for my dad's friends and family. Sunday I hosted one for my friends. We had such a great time. Everyone ate until their hearts were content--including me. We had good cocktails and we just laid out by the pool. Sunday I was surrounded by my closest loveliest friends. I know they can help me through anything. As Mommy told me : This too shall pass!" It wasnt to be. Thats all.
A new summer for me. It couldn't have started any better!
So I'm off of work for the next three days and today I'm taking Em and Kennedy to Nova to shop and I'm going to explore this place in broad daylight. I'm looking for a hotel. We shall see.
