The Invitation

I think I’m having the worst case of anxiety in the world.  I have to eat dinner with Dennis’ boss tonight to try and make some kind of an impression on him. I don’t know why I have to win the man over. I’ll be just as happy if I don’t have to go to that press release tomorrow. But Dennis wants me there. Dennis said if I impress the higher ups, we won’t have to worry about me not being there. I like being supportive of him, but I just don’t understand why I have to impress someone who, essentially, doesn’t like me, and never will.

The dinner is at 5pm, but I don’t have anything to wear. I’m getting over a sore throat and I’m at the snot and sniffles stage of it. While I’ve been taking a bath every single night, and washing my hair, I feel like I’m less than presentable. I’m irratiable because I’m on pelvic rest and I will be until July 9th when I see my doctor again. Who knew that would really piss a person off?

I’ll do this for Dennis. Because I love him and respect his wishes. I just wish he wouldn’t expect so much out of me.

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