July 13, 2015

Today we went to the beach again.  Actually, we went to two beaches.  It was a lot of fun because I love swimming in the water.  The first beach was fun to swim and we chatted with another family who was swimming there.  The next beach had significantly more wildlife.  Actually, I found myself dodging jellyfish.  I was hunting seashells when I realized my back and shoulders hurt.  That meant I would have a bad sunburn.  I got my dad and step-mom to leave as soon as possible, but it was too late.  The damage was done.

After a few hours, I was very red and sore.  I put aloe gel on my skin, but it was absorbed almost instantaneously.

I started talking to Frank last night.  I may have mentioned Frank once before, but I’m not sure if I’ve given our full history.  I don’t actually remember meeting Frank.  He’s one of many friends that is going on that big camping trip in a few weeks.  It’s a yearly event where many people take over this camp site.  We all camp there for the first week, watching friends arrive and doing a fair amount of partying.  The second week, we go backpacking.  There are so many people that go on this trip, that we’ve had to group ourselves in different areas of the campground with our friends.  Frank was camping with a group of my friends, but I don’t honestly remember which year I met him.  He’s quiet and unassuming and often is able to blend into the background.  The first year I really noticed him was two years ago when a bunch of us were traveling around the campground partying.  Frank knew where the good parties were and I was trying to give some new people a good time.  I was so busy trying to get together with one of them that I didn’t realize that Frank was trying to get together with me!  I really only see those friends once a year, but I ended up spending new years with that group of friends.  I got really drunk, threw up, and ended up having sex with Frank.  I can’t believe he actually kissed me when I had puked and hadn’t so much as rinsed out my mouth!  Then last year at our camping trip we went to some parties together, but I had a boyfriend at that point.  That was the boyfriend that dumped me on New Years Day this year.  Then a few months ago, I posted a meme on facebook that said “If you could do one thing with me, what would it be?”  He replied that he would lie to get to know me better.  To that effect, I messaged him on facebook.  He replied a few times and never messaged me, so I gave up.  Until now.

I had to message him today for something different.  His friends that he camps with are doing something special for two of our friends who just got married and I ended up being the one who organized it.  I had to talk to him and everyone else about it.  Although, what I did not expect was that he would continue talking with me.  The conversation turned briefly dirty.  What I did not expect was that while he would happily sleep with me again, he preferred to get to know me first.  He actually wanted to date me, or so I concluded from what he said.  Then he said he was looking forward to our camping trip so he could see me again.  My jaw literally dropped.  Who was this sweet guy who had always been on the periphery for all these years?  Why had I ignored him for so long?  How long had he felt this way about me?  I don’t even recall seeing him date anyone.  Well, I suppose the important part is that I am not ignoring him anymore.


Relationships: I spent time with my dad and step-mom

Meditation:  I did not meditate today.

Sleep: I slept 6 hours last night.

Exercise:  I walked for maybe 15 minutes.

Diet: I followed my diet again!

De-cluttering and cleaning: n/a, I’m still not home.

Hygiene:  I showered yesterday.

Mood and temperament: My mood fluctuated, but it was always at least neutral.  My temperament was good.


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