I thought Monday at lunch was going to be my final goodbyes to Kylara, and the end of our relationship. But then when I showed up at lunch our friends were there hanging out, so we didn’t really get to spend much time together. As they got up to go get food, Kylara said she’d drop in to see me later. So while I was prepared to deal with the hurt of seeing her the last time before she moves at lunch, that got delayed.
I wasn’t upset that I’d get to see her again before she left, my heart was just shaken up because when I thought it was over, it wasn’t quite over yet. It was just stressful. So now, we’ve said our goodbye and had our last hug and kiss before she leaves. I’m single again. I think my heart officially broke a few days ago when it started to really sink in, so now I’m mostly just sad about her leaving.
Tomorrow, Wednesday, is my first day of class for my master’s degree in project management. I’m not quite mentally prepared for that yet. I need to be. It’s awkward because I need to get my third book that I couldn’t find in PDF format, but I won’t have money until tomorrow so I guess I’ll have to have it overnighted from Amazon.
I’m about halfway through with the 12 days straight of work (due to the students moving back on campus), and I’m on a weird work schedule, 9 a.m. – 6 p.m. It’s nice to sleep an extra hour, but apparently the traffic between my house and work is lighter but full of stupid people who can’t drive.
Friday evening can’t come soon enough. I can’t wait to unwind, destress, and relax with some friends and some games. Maybe some Huddle House, because I love me some waffles.