Snowbank

Work went by fast today, because I sat through a four hour demo on this new software package that we are looking at buying. This is the same project that I mentioned a few weeks ago. I'm really hoping that we go with this product. It would be nice to learn something new again and it would be an incentive for me to stay with the company.

Earlier this week I almost shit when I saw an email from my boss with the title homepage. I thought that he had found my site. It turns out that he was talking about the company homepage which is pathetic.

Two inches of snow is much easier to shovel than six inches. It only took me about an hour this time instead of an hour and a half. I have a feeling that the snow is going to stay this time. Melting in a day seems highly unlikely.

Thursday night Brenda thought it would be fun to have a snowball fight. My handicap was that I didn't have any gloves. I have a pair, but they were soaked from all of the shovelling that I had done before I went over to her house. She managed to get some snow down my shirt and got in a facewash or two, but I dropped her upside down into a snowbank. Ain't I evil?

Brenda and I have been spending quite a bit of time together lately. I can't fully describe how I feel about us. Its good, but at the same time unlike anything I have done before. First of all, we have a prior history. We knew each other in college, so it isn't as though we were strangers before this week.

Five years ago, she watched me try to go out with her roommate and couldn't understand why. "You had the hots for Beth and I don't know why." Oh, Brenda gave me some hints about what she thought of me then, but as usual I missed them. Now here we are five years later and its good. No, I am not going to get any more emotional than good. I could read far more into who we are and so on, but why bother at this point. Its only been a week people. We're just getting to know one another all over again and having fun.

So I am not going to ruin the moment by over analyzing who we are and why we like one another. Sometimes its better to simply enjoy life and not ask questions. Maybe in the future something will prove me wrong, but for now I am happy.