#loewshotel

Last night was rough. After drinking my Smooth Move and doing some reading, I figured that I better try to get some sleep since I had to be up at 8am this morning for a staff meeting. I eventually nodded off with minimal problems, but less than two hours later, the problems began.

First, my dog decided to sound the alarm for the millionth time since Derric has been gone that someone was clearly breaking into the house and trying to rob and murder us. He scared the shit out of me (not literally thank god) and had my heart racing for so long that I couldn’t sleep without checking the door first. Finally, I fell back asleep, but of course an hour later, the dog wakes me up because he has to go out. “Mother fucker I hate that fucking dog” was the only thing I could manage to think as I put on my robe and stumbled out to the lawn. After that annoyance, I climbed back in bed, pulled the covers up tight and willed sleep to come. Literally, an hour later on the dot, my stomach started acting up. It was so incredibly painful that it woke me out of my sleep. I couldn’t figure out why it was hurting so bad, and then I realized that it must have been that damn tea. I rushed to the bathroom and sure enough, the tea was the culprit. I spent a good 20 minutes sitting there, wondering if I should just quit this cleanse bullshit. I thought I was going to have a panic attack because the pain was so severe. Eventually though, it passed and I had a sip of lemonade and was able to get back in bed and pass out again…And then it was 8am.

I opened my eyes and sat there in disbelief that my night had been so terrible. I got out of bed and myself some lemonade and then I realized that I only had 15 minutes left to get ready and let the dog out. As I am realizing this, I suddenly have the overwhelming urge to use the bathroom. Five minutes later, I’m rushing around like a crazy person trying to do speed hair and make-up. I let the dog out, threw him in his pen, put a bow in my hair and ran out the door. I was prepared to go straight from the meeting to a marketing event, so I didn’t have time to do the SWF. I brought a bunch of lemonade and drove to the restaurant.

The meeting was boring and lasted about an hour. Afterward, my marketing partner and I were going to head to the Loew’s Surf Dog Competition in Imperial Beach, but we couldn’t find the flyers, so to my delight, they sent me home. Upon arriving back home, I waited until my stomach felt empty and I drank the SWF. Here I am about an hour later, still dealing with it’s affects. I think I need to take a nap before work later tonight because I am feeling extremely out of it. I’m hoping that it will be a quick shift since there are two of us tonight instead of the usual one for some reason. Who knows, I guess they expect it to be busy. Either way, I gotta keep my mind busy and my body near a toilet for the next hour, so I guess I better wrap this up. I’m really hoping that tonight is more manageable. I’ll report back tomorrow at the half way point.