along came polly

How about that movie? Do you ever have one of those days when you think everything is happening in spite of you? Like why is that lovey dovey chic flic on the day you break up with your boyfriend? Why do you see in the news that someone won a brand new car the day yours broke down? Chances are, you're not the only one having a bad day, and you're not the only one who was watching that channel and cursing the television the same time you were.
Here I am, day after Christmas, alone. Not if you count the Bassett hound I'm dogsitting and the cat who is currently MIA (don't worry, she will wake me up in the middle of the night by staring me right in the face, hovering, and scaring the bejesus out of me). That movie Along Came Polly is on, and I'm thinking, I need myself a Polly. Someone, please come into my life and give me some excitement. Make me stop to smell the roses. I have so much going on, trying to get back on my feet (my apartment burnt down on the first, more on that topic later). My roommates have their boyfriends or their family that come to visit. And don't get me wrong, I have an amazing group of friends who are there for me in a heartbeat. But I used to look forward to solo nights, having the house to myself, and now I'm scared to death to be alone. I'm constantly looking over my shoulder and thinking that since one bad thing happened to me, everything's gonna go wrong. I'm going to get robbed, someones going to break in my car at night, the new apartment is going to burn down, something bad is going to happen to someone I love. I think I need a distraction - maybe that will work. If I'm busy like I used to be (doing things I enjoy, not calling every utility and credit card company I know and explaining my billing address is no longer existent), then maybe I'll shake all these bad thoughts.
Maybe even just writing this blog will help me get over all of it. Lets see if I keep writing.
For now, I'm going to watch the rest of this movie.


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