Just Like That

And just like that we are splitsville. Ladies here me on this, you've experienced this one before. You can no longer please him for some reason, he's so busy that you guys just can't seem to get together so you try and end it because you're bored with the relationship and are tired of being put on the back burner, he begs you to forgive him and promises to do better, so you let him squirm his way back in. Then out of the blue one day you say something that should only slightly annoy him at most and he loses his s*!t and dumps you. Of course you have no proof but you know this move, you've seen it before. The old I have another girl and that's the real reason I've been neglecting you but I must figure out a way to make it look like the breakup is all your fault move. Yup ladies, I just fell for that one, AGAIN! Just to add insult to injury read the blog I wrote just before this one, entitled "Can't Sleep".

Can't Sleep

I don't know why I can't sleep, I had a long day. Thank God for my Mom, she walked Drake to school for me this morning so I could get to my 8am class on time. Once I left school I ran some errands to kill some time before meeting my boyfriend to get in a few precious moments of time with our crazy schedules.
We both got so caught up with our day we literally only saw each other waving across the tracks to each other at the Marta (Atlanta public transit) station, headed in different directions. Don't worry, we may have been headed in different directions today but we are most certainly on track in our relationship, it's taken me a moment to adjust to his new busy schedule but I'm being a better girlfriend and am no longer allowing my past to effect my present. I think I was slightly insecure and for sure mistrusting of him before, not because of anything he did but because of the emotional trauma of my past relationships. I'm better now, I love him and he's so patient with me, neither of us are perfect but we're perfect for each other.
Once I got on the train, I don't drive, I headed over to the sports shop to replace Drake's cleats, I had the wrong size. On the way home I ran into an old friend and discussed some business concepts he was working on, he's looking for full time work until his passion shows some fruit so I referred to someone I knew was hiring. I was also glad to here he had gotten full custody of his kids, something I knew he had been working had at. Once I boarded the bus I met a young SCAD photography student and we exchanged information as I never cease networking, not even on the Marta bus. I got off the bus and picked Drake up from school, I was happy to see his teacher had returned to school after suffering a loss in her family. I walked him home, pleased with his report of the day by his teacher stating he was a stellar student. I allowed him to watch TV, something he hasn't been able to do since he was grounded for misbehaving in school last week. We both had a quick bite and I pulled together all of his soccer practice materials.
We went to assessment day for his soccer league where he performed impeccably, I of course immediately text my boyfriend, who although he's not Drake's biological father, is always proud of Drake's accomplishments. Also on the field was the joy of being one of the Senior soccer Moms. This is his third season, so I know most of the coaches and almost all of the returning parents, Moms and Dads. I introduced people around, greeted the new parents, welcomed them into the fold and enjoyed a fun, sunny, day out on the field. On the way home I chatted with the widow of my friend Ron, their daughter is playing and I'm always glad to see them smiling seeing as how Ron passed earlier this year, it's still a shock to my system to acknowledge he's gone, I'm sure I could never understand how his family feels.
Once we got home I fixed Drake's dinner plate and then helped him with his homework. I ran his bath water and watched a little of America's Got Talent while he had his tub time. Once he was out I read his bedtime story and tucked him in.
I had some homework I could be doing but I was too tired to do it. I decided to put it off till tomorrow. My phone rang, cool, it's my sweetheart. I chat with him for a while, which totally makes me happy and I hang up with a smile.
I answer a bunch of business emails and check my beloved Facebook. Now here I sit 2am, unable to fall asleep. Sleep, please, come soon.

It's 1:34pm

I woke up this morning at 6:30am, got my son ready for school and prepared his breakfast. I walked him to school, arriving at 7:45am and consoled his teacher who had just had a death in her family. I promised the para pro (secondary teacher in his class) I would come back at 9:15 am to read to the kids so she could catch up and get organized as his lead teacher left due to the aforementioned death in her family. On the way out of the school I scheduled a meeting with the school Librarian for 9:3o, to follow my story time. I walked back home, fixed my breakfast and scheduled myself a dental appointment. I went through my son's vast book collection and found the most entertaining read alouds. During the walks to and from the school I discussed some business concepts with my partner LaShunda Simpson of PPE (the film production company I own with her and Angela Dobbs). After disconnecting from her I sent a sweet nothing to my significant other, Greg Wright, that's right ladies, I am both literally and figuratively dating Mr. Right. I get to the school at exactly 9:15am and read to the kids until 9:30am. Upon completion of my story time I head over to the school's Media Center for my meeting with the Librarian. She and I discuss the many ways the programs I work with at The Little Shop of Stories can benefit both parties and I negotiate a booth at the school literacy festival in October at no cost to me. I leave the school and come home where I work out with my shake weight then get on-line to promote my other business The Learning Groove. One barter-tactic leads to me getting a free ad on a popular Mommie site that caters directly to the area where I teach my Learning Groove classes. I then respond to the sweet nothing my honey bunny has sent me and go back to promoting my Fall Classes. I look at the clock, it's 1:34pm, my day has just begun. I still have to go by the bank, buy Drake (my 5yo son) new soccer cleats, pick Drake up from school, come home and fix him a snack, do my homework (I'm in college full time at the Art Institute), take him to his first soccer practice for the fall season, prepare dinner, help him with his homework, finish my homework, put him in the tub, clean and then call my honey bunny, who's working 12hrs today at his job, and wish him a good night. I'm not complaining, just explaining.