Yikes! I have tinkered with this entry A LOT since I originally posted it. It could be argued that I only made it worse, but I couldn't help myself, LOL!

It turns out I was right in my last post when I mentioned my prediction for the Doctor Who convention I was attending this past weekend.  It was VERY bittersweet.  (How is THAT for a couple of poorly constructed sentences?). I have wonderful memories, (more than) a few regrets and a couple of wishes that I could go back and fix things.

It's not an easy thing to do, thinking about the things I said or the way I acted that were fucked-up, that I wish I could change, knowing I can't (hope springs eternal though!).  I'm not going to go into it here, as I have apologized for being unfair and rude to someone, but I truly, TRULY, deeply regret it. I'm normally not like that (I usually bake cookies for people I like!!!) and the circumstances were extenuating, but there is no excuse and I only have myself to blame.  I tried to be a grown-up, responsible adult and it blew up in my face. Horribly.  In a big way.  That will teach me!  Regret is tough to live with, that's for sure.  Trust me, I'm living with it every day.  Btw- it's no small feat to slap a smile on your face and pretend everything is amazing and great at a dull convention so that everyone else has a wonderful time, when you REALLY don't feel like it!!!

Back to the con - The entire convention itself was lacking in the "must attend" department that was evident at past conventions.  No John Barrowman, Freema Agyman or Mark Sheppard.  I mean I love me some Paul McGann, but they don't allow people to just sit and talk to him for the whole weekend (as they should!).  They also had Gary Russell, who I ADORE, but he was only at a few panels.  Subsequently, the schedule was fairly sedate, so I was "meh" about the whole thing.

As we were experiencing huge storms on Friday, I gave that day a miss and went to the office instead.  There wasn't much on the convention schedule to make me want to venture out of my safe, dry office / home to brave the elements, fucked-up traffic, floods and road closures. Instead, I went in to work and then got a HUGE new cell phone (that I have no idea how to use) on my way home, attempted to adjust the case I bought to my liking (cutting the back of my thumb in the process), fixed dinner and had a cocktail while I caught up on episodes of Real Time with Bill Maher. THAT'S a nice Friday night if you ask me!  Bloody mess and all, I'm glad I stayed home.

The schedule on Saturday was pretty much the same as Friday, but I felt obligated to go, so I grabbed an Uber down there. I almost gave Sunday a miss, but a friend of mine who was going said she was going to bring me a shredded beef burrito from Bakers and there's no way I'm going to miss out on such a delicacy!!!  My fat ass will never turn down a Bakers shredded beef burrito when it's offered to me!  It was a good day, but I left early.  I think I headed home around 4pm.

The weather was so neat that I had my Uber driver drop me off kind of far from my house so that I could walk the rest of the way and really enjoy it.  It was brisk, with dark and brooding clouds. It felt like it was about the rain, but it didn't.  The only thing that would have made it better would have been if the wind had kicked-up.

On Monday, I drove out to my friends house so we could sage her business and then her home.  I always forget how much I hate the smell of burning sage!  Then I help someone sage their place and I end-up stinking like stale weed for the rest of the day. It was nice to do it though, I'm really hoping it helps!

The only thing I managed to get done that I really needed to do this weekend was some (but not all of my) laundry.  Ah well, there's always this coming weekend to go grocery shopping.... bring on the shortened work week!!!