I walked out to the parking structure with my gym trainee yesterday evening. She asked what I had planned. I said I may just watch TV on the couch until I fall asleep, which is a great luxury cuz I don’t have kids to pick up, cook for, or otherwise tend to. Driving home, I knew I had other options, too. I’d planned on going to jujitsu this week since the guilt has been driving me a bit batty. But it felt too cold to walk the 2 blocks from the parking area to the dojo. Childhood pal Vicky had called the other day, and I know she’s got more free time now, so we may plan something. Navy Girl Vanessa had invited me to a fitness class at 24 Hour Fitness that seemed interesting if I wanted to drive all the way out there. I also called James to see what time he was getting off work — not till late, he didn’t expect to be home till closer to 8p, but he left it up in the air after that (since he doesn’t sleep, anyway). Mr. W had also called on my drive home and said if I get bored, to go over to his house and play more video games with him and his bro.

So after I got home, I made some noodles for dinner and ate that while watching TV. Next thing I knew, it was 4am, “Cops” was on TV (no wonder I was dreaming about catching criminals), and 2 out of my 4 previously lit candles had burned themselves out. I blew out the remaining candles and went upstairs to bed.

Earlier at work, I received an email from Vanessa who asked if I ended up going to jujitsu, and confessed that she’d missed the workout class at the gym. She said she put some fish in the oven, sat down to wait for it and the next thing she knew, it was 7pm, she’d missed class, and the fish was burnt.

Mr. W called earlier to see what I did last nite. I had to confess that I didn’t do much of anything. He laughed at me. I said that Vanessa had done the same thing, except she burnt fish instead of candles. He said it’s lucky we didn’t burn our houses down. I said that’s why we used to live well together; I was awake in the early evening so she wouldn’t have forgotten the fish, and she used to blow out my candles in the wee hours when I fell asleep watching TV. My college roommie used to take the textbook out of my hands and turn off the reading lamp when I fell asleep. Haha. Some things never change.