It is 06:50.

My flight leaves at 14:05.

I am so short timing it atm.

The weather is warming up here, but I don't care, I am still leaving for a warmer climate. Even if it is for only 8 days.

*twitch*

OMG - It's been so FUCKING COLD here the past few weeks. Last week we were graced with an ice storm. It couldn't just snow, it had to sleet. Now the temperature is popping above freezing during the day, so we get ice melt, which, of course, refreezes in the evening. Leaving us with a very nice sheet of ice in the parking lot...

Oh, and when it is about 20F outside, having no electricity is not a Good Thing. At least it was only for one day.

That being said, I leave in 58 hours for someplace warm. New Zealand! Oh I will be so happy to wear shorts and sweat and not have my toes freeze. I've been looking up all sorts of fun and interesting things to go do. I somewhat feel sorry for Dibs, as I will most likely have him so worn out he'll be looking forward to me going back to the States. *evils*

This past weekend I went to my first SCA event in 4 years. It was lots of fun. Cooking based, so I learned the basics of Cordial making, how sugar was refined in the middle ages, and quick and easy cheese. I bought a bunch of books from my all-time favorite, Poison Pen Press. I worked for them at my last Pennsic and said Hi. One note about cheese... I will never EVER eat the lazy-cheese made by leaving the milk out to curdle. It just smells... and makes me want to gag. Nasty! The people who tried it say that it tasted ok... But I just can't get past the smell.

I'm still losing weight. I'm not quite sure what my weight will be after this trip. Dibs is plotting the foods to make me eat while I am there. I'm not sure if the extra food and the exercise will all balance out or not. I'm still caffeine-free as well. Woot. :D One of the pairs of shorts I will be wearing on my trip I have not work in about 4 years or so. hehe.

On the Rick-Front, I removed him from my ignore list, and he felt the need to say hello. I think he had been checking on a regular basis to see if I was taking him off. He asked me if we could possibly salvage our friendship, to which I told him he needed to be honest and transparent with me. So... He tells me that he felt that we were incompatible and he realized whom he truly loved. Sounds like more bullshit to me! At any rate, I finally told him what I hadn't told him yet [It was rather hard when he refused to discuss anything involving the two of us and our relationship back then] and he said he'd leave me be unless I approached him. I put him back on my ignore list. I may eventually forgive him, but I will never ever trust him again.

Lesson learned.

Jerry keeps bringing more and more of my "junk" up. Cripes. I think I know what I'm doing after this trip. Some of it just needs to be disposed of in some way. I'm a pack rat and I hate getting rid of stuff that I may need "someday". Like... Weekend before last I went to my parents with the kids and went through a couple of my bins in their basement. They'd been there for 10 years. Old clothes I'd saved, but they haven't seen the light of day in 10 years. Most of them wound up being thrown out, as the bottom bin had cracked and the basement flooded. Some of the clothes I could not even identify. Oh well. Nothing I will truly miss at all. I need to be ruthless with my old clothes and various hobby stuff.

And I was successful finding the Twinkies for Dibby. The box changed a bit from the last time I'd seen them. I think I stared at the shelf in Target for 5 minutes before their existance registered. I wonder if I'd actually seen them in the other stores but just didn't recognize them.

I am approaching the conclusion of my fourth week of being single. It's not quite as hard as I originally thought it was, once I came to terms with the fact that Rick wasn't the person I thought he was. It's really much easier when you realize that the person you loved wasn't really real. I didn't see the point in remaining friends with him.

I did go to the doctor 3 weeks ago and he put me on Prozac. I also discovered when they weighed me that I'd lost 15 pounds since I'd moved out in December. Seeing as how until that afternoon I did not own a scale, I could not determine if the weight loss was cumulative since December, or just from the previous week of being unable to eat and uninterested in food. I also decided the weekend after the breakup that caffeine is evil and I have not had any (except in small amounts of chocolate and in my pain killers) since then. In its place, I've been drinking an excessive amount of water. My water pitcher spends most of its time next to my chair when I am at home. Suprisingly, I did not have any caffeine withdrawal issues. No nasty migraines.

My bloodwork came back all perfectly normal. So I'm just depressed.

I cleared up the floor in front of my TV so I could get into exercising, but then I decided I needed to sort through some of my "stuff" in search of random bits and pieces. Now the floor has small piles of various "stuff". I do need to get that cleaned up by this weekend, before the kids wreak havoc through it.

I'm eating more now. Food is somewhat interesting, instead of being unappealing. Before, I could drown out the gnawing hunger with a glass or two of water. Now I need a small snack of some sort. Not much. And I did eat some of my cookie dough. Simple pleasures... In moderation. I suppose I should be grateful in a way. Normal eating habits were stripped away, and now I am able to make better choices and eat better. Cookies are a special treat, and not a package long snack. [And the weight loss has become NOTICABLE, as I was asked tonight at work if I was losing weight. It's not like I've been intentionally trying to do so either.]

In a little over two weeks I'm taking another trip. Not to visit a boyfriend, but to hang out with a good friend. It's been a pleasant distraction the past couple of weeks to spend my game-time in companionable adventure. A hunter duo in TBC is much more effective than a hunter/druid combo ever could have been. It is also nice that whenever something goes wrong, we get ganked, etc, we pick ourselved back up, laugh it off, and plot how we're going to gank them back. Or reevaluate what we did wrong. But we never place the blame on the other person for what happened. [But we do laugh and poke fun.]

A good friend...I should have listened to him back in October when he told me to be careful though. Would have saved me a whole lot of heartache. But it's been really nice. I've been spending time hanging out with my other guild as well and going back to my flirty ways. Not worth it to hold yourself back from being yourself because of a jealous boyfriend. I already have an invitation to go meet up with them in Michigan. And hey, one of them is my age and single. Oooh la la. :D

But anyway, I'll be travelling across that wretched pacific ocean again. OMG it'll be warm there. As I type, it's an absolutely FRIGID 11F. How about that wind chill? MINUS 5.

Yikes. I'll be escaping to where it is pleasant and in the mid 70s and 80s. PARADISE.

Aside from sightseeing, don't have much planned yet for Auckland. Hey, I've been there before! But I'm trying to remember those things I wanted to do last time and didn't get around to doing. I don't think I'll be doing much in the way of geocaching. Of the few things already planned... I'll be getting to meet an OG guildie (too bad he's not playing WoW anymore). And Dibby plans on a Red Dwarf marathon so I know where all his toon names come from. Playing some WoW, of course. And I do have some things I would like to go do/see, so it may quite possibly be a very busy week.

But OMG.. the trip across the ocean is a bitch.

I need to spend some time going through my boxes. I must find some of my garb to wear next weekend to an SCA event. It will be my first since I was pregnant with Audrey. I'm not quite sure what I'll manage to do with myself all day, but the location is local, so if I get too tired, I can get home without much fuss.

On the list of things to do for this weekend, I need to find my cross-stitch stuff, which may still be at the house, also at the house, look for my black travel bag, as I still had some NZ currency in it. Check the closet for garb. Also need to pick up the living room, sort through some of my clothes in the bedroom, and rearrange some of the things in the dining room. I do at some point need to buy a dresser for the kids (or get myself a new bedroom set and my dresser becomes theirs) and a dining table/chairs.

Oh, and I need to buy twinkies for Dibby.

Slowly but surely get my things together for the trip, that way I'm not searching all over for them before I go. Especially since I don't have much time from when I get off work to when I leave for the airport. Bag must be mostly packed before I start my work-week that week.

It's much easier to get things in order and stuff accomplished when I'm not having to spend every waking moment attached to some guy at the hip. I have to roll my eyes at him though. I'm limited in my play-time to days I'm not working, don't have the kids, and Dibby's availability. He's not and can play every day. But I am still 4 levels higher than him, and the level gap keeps increasing. Not to mention that I am getting things accomplished on my druid and shaman. (And that's just WoW stuff, I'm not even mentioning what I'm spending my time on around the apartment) So I don't know what he's doing with himself (or maybe I do really know, after all), but it's amazing what you can get accomplished when you're not wasting time making sappy moon eyes at each other.

I've been buying myself some treats and gadgets lately, too. I bought myself some anime... All of Witch Hunter Robin and the 2nd and 3rd disks of Tenchi Muyo: Rhyo-Ohki. I'm watching all of House thanks to Netflix (after House it is La Femme Nikita). And I just bought myself a Nintendo DS so I can play FF3. Now all I need is more games for that thing.

Almost time to go home from work. Yay!