Fall is a time of transition for me this year.
I finally fell into a sustainable workout routine, started spending more time at home, and I have a boyfriend again.
I met Abo at Lush. He’s from Minnesota and, like so many of the other Minneapolis gays, he’s a Target boy.
We spend a lot of time walking the dogs around Lake Calhoun.
The dogs are a little salty with me right now because I dragged them on this epic, 12 mile walk today around Cedar Lake, Lake of the Isles, Calhoun, Linden Hills and Lake Harriet. Anyone from Minneapolis knows what a ridiculous trek that is. It’s unseasonably warm, so the four hour walk was gorgeous though.
Harley had a mini-meltdown toward the end of the walk. He dove into the grass on the side of the Lake Harriet walkway and refused to budge for 10 minutes. I eventually got him moving again without causing too much of a scene.
I went on the grand walk today instead of going to the gym. I am at the gym frequently lately, but I stopped scheduling personal training sessions.
My hellish, year-long personal training contract finally ended, so I’m not longer spending $500 a month at the gym (I know!) There are still a ton of unused sessions sitting in my account, but scheduling personal training sessions is too stressful. My work hours are super flexible, which makes it harder to pinpoint an exact time that I’ll be at the gym. I always end up awkwardly battling traffic from Eagan or I get to the gym way too early. Maybe things will get easier once my schedule stabilizes.
Work is still enjoyable, but I feel somewhat underemployed. I have a ridiculous amount of unused vacation time, so I take every Friday off. I still manage to get all of my work done in 32 hours, but I probably need to start looking for either a second job or a promotion soon. Ideally I would find a job that would allow me to work something north of 60 hours a week.
Bartending school was taking up my free time for a while, but I graduated from that last month. I just finished my TIPS training as well. It’s essentially a four hour course on not over-serving people. It’s all painfully common-sense material, but the vintage instructional videos and role-playing exercises were hilarious.
Bartending school made me a more sophisticated social host and bar customer. Totally traded the vodka-sodas for iron butterflies.
This upcoming workweek is going to be strangely short. The office is closed Thursday and Friday, but I might still work because I don’t celebrate Thanksgiving. Last Thanksgiving I was in the ER – so anything would be preferable to that. I just hope that it’s a blissfully uneventful weekend with no hospital visits.
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