an in-between kind of day

You know how when your plans get messed up, it throws off the rest of your day? That was my today. I'm going to blame it on the weathermen who said it would start sleeting in Tulsa at eight this morning, so I didn't think I'd be able to make it up there before the storm hit. When did it start coming down? 1:15 p.m. My mom said, "Well Meagan, you would just be stuck in a room up there". Yes, stuck in a room with some of my dear friends who I never get to see. Hopefully I'll make it up to Tulsa at some point this weekend to see everyone.

So after realizing that I wouldn't be driving up there, it was really hard to get out of bed, even to just go downstairs and make myself lunch. I finally got up the willpower to do that and get gym clothes on, and actually made it to the gym. As I'm coming out of the women's workout room to head to my stationary bike, I see someone (mentioned a few blogs ago) who I never intended to see or speak to again in my life. I did have a premonition of this chance encounter earlier this week, so I wasn't caught completely off guard, but I would have paid money to see my face at the moment we realized who each other were. And he came over and we had a brief, not too awkward conversation (made awkward partially because I was biking and slightly breathless, which I usually am when I talk to boys anyway), and the world did not turn inside out or end or anything of the sort. This little meeting has set me to thinking about everything having to do with him again, and I feel a little bit of closure after the way we left off last fall. We're both doing well, and as much as I hate admitting it, I was kinda happy to see him. But that's only natural, because he used to make me happy all the time.

So now I'm just sitting in bed, waiting to see if this weather will actually happen. Five days is still simply not enough time.

"Sweet like a kiss, sharp like a razorblade--I find you when I'm close to the bottom." - Miranda Lambert