Day 233: The missed call and voicemal

I woke up at 6am on the couch with the tv still on, and I'm pretty sure there was a box of crackers open and in my hand.

What a night. I was exhausted before it started and I was exhausted when I woke up.

I decided to go to the bedroom and try to get a little cat nap in before my 10am massage, but it was not to be.

I forgot the alarm was still set and turned on for the normal work week, so about 30 minutes after going to bed teh alarm went off, then the cats woke up and it was all over for me.

I had a few things to accomplish before I could lay down for nap time, so I hopped in the shower to get ready for the massage.

When I got out and started to dry my hair, the hair dryer broke, now I was in some serious trouble. My hair gets really big and fuzzy without drying it. I can control most of it, but the bangs are a different story.

They curl up like a poodle, think 1980's hair claw without the structure, they are just a big fuzzy mess. I really don't care at this point I just need to get through the next couple of hours and then I can sleep and worry about getting a new hair dryer.

During the massage I can't even speak. The massage therapist tried to engage me in some conversation, but she would say something and it would take about 3 seconds for it to register, and another 3 for a response to come out of my mouth.

From there I headed over to a local boutique where I needed to pick up a few pieces I was having altered.

When I walked up the owner showed me a few new sale items she had set up on a rack on the sidewalk, and then she went inside.

When I finally walked in one of her workers was waiting for me with a mimosa in hand.

Drinking was really the last thing I had on my mind, but I knew a little hair of the dog may not hurt so I grabbed it and took a sip.

She said 'You looked like you needed a mimosa... are you hungover?'

Wow, how could she tell? Was it my ginormous hair or my bloodshot eyes and lack of makeup. Ugh... I just needed to get in and out, but I found a few things on the sale rack that interested me so I was off to the dressing room.

She is always so great to find things to help out (she's a great salesperson), she grabbed a shirt to go with the skirt, then she asked her worker to grab the belt that had a 'cougar' on it.

Really? Come on now... am I really going to subtly advertise I'm a cougar? She laughed and said 'it's fun! why not?' I had to agree, once I put it on I really did like it and why not put it on there and poke a little fun at myself.

The conversation turned to dating, and someone I mentioned dating a 26 year old. Her eye's perked up and she said 'really? what happened?' I told her I was a litle freaked by the age, and she proceeded to explain to me younger guys are much better. I believe her exact statement was 'once they hit 40 they slow down in the sack'.

O-K.... now that's something to look forward to. I guess I'll cross that bridge when and if I come to it.

I bought a few things and headed home for a date with my couch.

I turned the ringer on the phone off and set out to watch the baseball game and fall into a deep slumber.

When I finally woke up and was coherant I took a look to see if I had a message from the Encourager. We talked about going for sushi, but nothing was set in stone.

I looked at the phone and I had brief moment of anxiety. There was one missed call and a voice mail from a number that wasn't programmed into my phone.... crap!

I reluctantly listened. It was the bar owner from last night. He wanted to see if I wanted to go to a bar and watch a football game with him.

Oh crap! How did he remember who I was or who the number belonged to?! I quickly called Sunshine to fill her in on all the details.

She said 'what are you going to do? you can't just ignore him like you did the Starbuck's guy because you have to go back in there. it's our hangout, what are you going to do?'

I had no idea what I was going to do that's why I called Sunshine!! Crap! I'm the queen of avoiding confrontation and this was something I was going to have to face eventually.

Sunshine didn't know either so she asked if we could call one of her good friends who knows the owner really well. At the risk of complete and total embarassment I agree because I need some help on this one.

She did a 3 way call and proeeded to explain the situation. Her friend laughed a little then told her husband what happened, he laughed and said 'just ignore him it's fine', she agreed which was music to my ears.

How is this my life? If I'm not a cougar in training, I'm getting picked up on by old men. What the heck?!

I ended up ignoring the message, by the time I listened to it the game was pretty much over anyway, and I guess I'll just have to play it off the next time I'm in there.