It’s 4:15pm on Friday afternoon and although my office closed at 3, I am still here.  That’s okay.  I chose to wait because I’m meeting a friend after work for a drink.  I know there is a blizzard going on and I heard all of the warnings about staying inside, but both of us live in the city and figure as long as we don’t stay out late, we should be able to get home before it gets too treacherous.  It’s not as if it’s never snowed in New York City before and it’s not as if I’ve never been outside during a snow storm.  I’m not going to lie and say I’m not afraid it will be a repeat of Hurricane Sandy when I was stranded 18 flights up with no power because I am.  At the same time, a snow storm is not the same as a hurricane and the likelihood of snow causing a power outage is less likely than flooding water causing a transformer to explode or whatever happened during Sandy…

I have no problem hibernating in my apartment this weekend while it snows, in fact I welcome it.  I would love to snuggle on my couch reading on my Kindle, catching up on television I missed during the week and editing my novel.  As long as the power does not go out, I will be a-ok with that plan.  Fingers crossed!  (I also have to clean my apartment in preparation for a visit from my sister and niece next week – Oy.)

Before I get in hibernation mode, however, I need a drink.  I had a really rough week including breaking up with my boyfriend of almost 1.5 years.  (Not that it matters but it was a mutual decision, although he pulled the trigger first…) I will pause for a reaction since I’ve only told a few people and therefore this is somewhat like announcing a break-up over Facebook.  I just haven’t felt like talking about it. I’m not going to go into details but I will say that it wasn’t a “bad” breakup but it was a “sad one.”  There was no yelling, just tears.  Long distance is difficult people.  It takes a huge commitment and a lot of work and if neither person is willing to move, it is too difficult to sustain.  That being said, I don’t regret any of it.  He was and is an amazing person for whom I care deeply and always will and I would happily go back in time and do it again.  I cried and I’ll probably cry some more but first I need to drink 🙂

I would love to share more about my horrible week including my phone temporarily dying and wiping out all of my text messages and pictures, including my text message history with my ex-boyfriend (ouch – calling him my “ex” really hurt).  It was like a sign that I need to move on but I wasn’t happy about it.  The phone is fixed for now but I am due for an upgrade and should probably get a new phone before I collect more sentimental texts I don’t want to lose.  What else?  A hellish project at work involving a chart, magazine articles and a daily tension headache, a lost earring and somewhat dropped sales of my book after record-breaking sales last week.  On the bright side, I found the earring, sales are still pretty good, I am hopeful that my “ex” and I did the right thing for both of us and I still have some of the best friends in the world – one of whom is on her way to meet me for a drink so I’d better run.

Stay safe everyone!