Wednesday, August 8th, 2018

Day 7840

Slightly Adjusted
Brandon Andrew Grisham

Wednesday, August 8^th, 2018
Day # 7,840

Once again, I woke up at 7:45 but returned to sleep until 10. I used to be a morning person, so this shift is awful and needs to be corrected.

[Someone] arrived just before 11, so I packed quickly and left by 11:20. I told her that I would get a haircut. After an admittedly groggy car ride, I returned and took a much needed shower.

My night last night was pretty pathetic, but not my worst. Around 7, after writing my entry and working on my thesaurus page, I decided to swim.

My swimsuit was in my car, I retrieved it from my trunk and swam laps for nearly half an hour. It was a far more intensive than I expected so I was exhausted afterwards.

After toweling off, I got dressed and found myself famished. I tired to sleep at 11, but I expect that I couldn’t sleep until 1 AM.

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After my shower at noon (I also shaved), I got dressed and aimed to have a productive day. That goal let to me taking out the trash in my room, cleaning out some cabinets in the kitchen, doing the dishes, wiping the counter, organizing the last 3 months of receipts, doing some typing practice and working on my painting (a bit).

It sounds like a lot but it isn’t really much besides common housework. Tomorrow I’ll try to vacuum, clean, and a few other tasks.

Aside from my general tasks, I played Rogue Legacy and a brief run of Civ V. I only put in an hour and I’ve found it to be a far better time knowing that they are strategy/rouge games. Far more puzzling and stimulating than television. I’ll find any way to convince myself that it isn’t a simple time-sink.

A large motivator for my day was the prospect of seeing [a woman] again. My anticipation was a bit nerve-wracking, as I was a bit frantic multiple hours before she was due to get off work. The last time that she visited was [a few months prior], so I was looking forward to it. She had to postpone.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t upset, but I’ll get to see her tomorrow night. It is better (and slightly worse), because I’ll have the house to myself. I’m nervous about it, mainly due to it being several months of “catch-up” and I don’t know how to control my emotions around her. She never makes me uncomfortable yet she has an incredible effect on me.

I’m caught in a difficult position, as I have obvious feeling for her, but I’m moving soon. It pains me to leave, as I don’t plan on returning for several years, so this situation really sucks.

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