The past few days have been hard. My face doesn’t feel that great still, of course, and as of Friday I’m having surgery tomorrow to get my nose reset. I’m going into another week of not being able to do much and having to stay inside. I live alone, so it tends to get REAL lonely. This has put me in a funk, but I’m looking forward to my nose being healed and being able to get back to normal life.

Friday was a whirlwind. In the morning, I looked at a few rental places as I’ve started my housing search. I’m a little stressed about this given I need to be out of here by 9/10. I got a call while looking at rentals that an ENT doctor had an opening for me that afternoon. I had to drive to Reston then to Fairfax after my realtor session to get my nose looked at. This concluded with the scheduling of surgery. Once I got home, I was so exhausted that I worked for a bit then spent the rest of the day/night on the couch. Most of my friends were doing things I didn’t feel up for, so I stayed in, did some laundry, stated a new show (“America Horror Story”), and laid low.

Saturday I got up mid-morning and did the usual TV, laptop, chores thing before heading to my “favorite’s” house to hang out. Wound up taking a nap then going to eat BBQ with him and his roommates. It was yummy and I was so full/tired that I wound up going home shortly after dinner. Another friend of ours stopped by to show us her motorcycle and I’m thinking, someday, I may have to get one. Everything was great… then it wasn’t. Late night occurrences led to very unfortunate situation with my “favorite” which has made things between us not so gravy ever since.

Surgery means no supplements. I haven’t been eating well either, which is undoubtedly contributing to my mood. I’m going to get right back on it once this nose debacle has been dealt with.

Today, I did the usual weekend morning TV, laptop, and chores routine after sleeping in very late. I had brunch with my “favorite” and a friend in DC, but after a few mimosas, I couldn’t wait to leave, go lay down, snuggle, and relax. Things weren’t very relaxing at my “favorite’s” place due to the tension between us from the night before, so I decided to come home and spend some time alone… which we all know I LOVE SO MUCH. SARCASM. He’s coming over tonight at some point to stay over and take me to the hospital for surgery in the morning. There’s that.

All in all, the weekend could’ve been worse and most definitely could’ve been better. I blame my injury for most things, but in the end, no blame is to be had and moving on is all that I can do.