Yes, I'm Still Alive....

G'morning Kids & Porn Stars.... Happy Monday... I'm here, still alive and kicking. Well, alive at least. Not much to report in Bethanyland. I haven't been doing much of anything lately.... Just working and sleeping and not blogging. The only thing to report is that Friday night I finally got to see my "B." We started at "our place." We stayed for a drink or two, then headed to another bar/pu for some dinner. I wasn't much in the mood for drinks, so I only had one (go me!). We ate some din-din, then we rented a movie (Date Movie - terrible), and went back to his place. Of course, as per my MO, I fell asleep within the first 10 minutes. I woke up several times in the middle of the night, but felt happy and comfortable to find myself sleeping next to him. The next morning, when I went to leave, we kissed goodye. And all the butterflies and excited feeling rushed through me. I found it so weird that almost 3 years later and after everything that happened with "Harrison" that I could still get butterflies from "B." It felt like old times. I really missed him. I spent the rest of the weekend umming around my house and vegging out.
My endless mortgage and condo search is still endless. I found quite e few nice places, but I still have not heard from my stock broker as to how much $ I will have to put down.... So, I haven't contacted my mortgage broker yet to see what I can qualify for.
We had a company happy hour last week and the only thing I have to show for it is a new pint glass for my collection. LOL.
KTU doesn't seem to be talking to me. The last time she e-mailed me she said she wasn't comfortable speaking to me just yet, but that I am her best friend still. How is this even possible? I don't even know what is going on in her life and she has no idea what is going on in mine. I don't know how to fix this thing with us and what REALLY pisses me off is that I didn't do anything wrong.
Cowgirl is being moody... I decided to hang with "B" and not rush my day with him on Saturday and not walk with her. So, now I am in the dog house because my whole life doesn't revolve around weight loss, talking about how much I want to/need to lose, talking about how to do it, or yelling at her or getting yelled at by her for eating unhealthy. That just isn't fun to me. Or helpful. Neither is telling me how good I looked 3 years ago. Argh.
I just can't seem to get out of the hole with people.
I am so tired, yet I am restless. I can't seem to get my mind off a buying a place or getting into school. Plus I need a second job in order to afford a mortgage. Too much stress. Other than that, I have nothing else going on and nothing to show for all my hard work. LOL. I'm off like a prom dress. My life is SO boring. 10-4 over and out.