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On Sunday I was making the bed and jammed my finger on the metal bed frame. In doing so I bent my fingernail all the way back way too far down into the quick. Most of it tore off, but some of it is still attached. It really hurt and bled so much I thought I might pass out (sorry, that’s kind of a gross mental image). I’ve been hiding the whole mess under bandaids until D gets home and can help me yank the rest of it off. I’m way too chicken to deal with it myself. Yuck. It's also really inconvenient--do you have any idea how often you use your left middle finger?!
I saw a GREAT job to apply for in PA (with Runner’s World--talk about a dream!) and totally meet the qualifications. But...it’s about 5 hours from Pittsburgh. I’m not even finding much to apply for in that city, much less something I want to do. Job hunting sucks.
I have a friend who recently pulled what I consider to be kind of a punk move. I’m pretty sure she knows I was miffed but instead of just emailing or calling me to get it out in the open, she’s been avoiding me. I don’t really want to reach out to her (and say what? Hey, did you want to apologize to me?) so I’ve just been in this weird place where I don’t know how to move forward. Part of me thinks “I’m moving in a month and a half! Shouldn’t we settle this?” and the other part of me thinks “Well, if she’s not a very good friend then ok, I’m moving. Maybe this is a good, non-confrontational way to let the friendship fizzle out.” Complicating factors is the feeling that I’ve always put more into the friendship. I’m usually the one to send an email or make a phone call to arrange a get-together. I guess I’m just tired of holding up my half of the rope when there’s no one on the other end. Thoughts?
On Tuesday I was heading to Hyde Park from a meeting downtown and saw my friend Josh and new baby Henry on the Metra. I hadn’t seen the little guy in person yet and he is even more adorable than in the pictures Drea posts.
I started Jillian Michaels’ 30 Day Shred in hopes of toning up a bit before this wedding over July 4 weekend. It’s not fun but it’s not unbearable...yet. Maybe I’ll be singing a different tune in a few days!
On Saturday I went to a new thrift store in Bridgeport with my friend Katherine and had GREAT success! So much wonderful stuff, and for so cheap. I’ve been thrifting for so long now that prices in regular stores are starting to seem ridiculous. $20 for a shirt? No way!
On Sunday (after the fingernail incident--I was determined to be a trooper) I had a great 8 mile run. The weather was beautiful and I felt so strong and energetic the whole time. I didn’t even bring gummies with me, just plenty of water.
D gets home tonight and will be in Chicago for at least the next two weeks, unless the project schedule changes. Keep your fingers crossed for me that the schedule does NOT change.
Tomorrow I’m heading to Kalamazoo for boat weekend! Every year my friend Kristina and her boyfriend host a whole bunch of fun people for a weekend of cooking, drinking, and general merriment. They rent a boat and we all go out on the water for a day. Added bonus: they’re all doctors, so if anything goes wrong (as my internal worrywart always thinks about), we couldn’t be in better hands!