Disappearing Act

Sometimes I disappear.
I fall off the radar.
I fall off the face of the earth.
I find myself in the same routine: work, workout, try and spend time with friends, repeat.
Now that most of the craziness is gone, I really fall off the radar.
I would rather just stay at home, in my PJs with glasses on.
But alas, I need to be social.
There are so many people that I need to meet up with, but that also means cutting into my workout routine.
Truth: I'm saddened by having to do that, and I often avoid it at all costs.
I'm pathetic, I know.
It's OK though.

Quick week recap:
-I worked last thursday through today. 6 days of pure chaos, especially with Memorial Day. Have I mentioned how much I dislike working on holidays? The time and a half pay just isn't worth it most of the time...
-My BFF is back from her honeymoon and wants to get together. I'm avoiding it really bad. I'm not sure why. *OK, I know why, I'm just trying not to say it out loud for fear of being told I'm the biggest bitch of all time. don't worry, I'm already saying it to myself as I type.*
-I successfully jogged for 5 minutes straight on the deadfall (treadmill). It was rough, but I did it.
-I'm still keeping up with a 30 day squat challenge. Holy shit, It's crazy. 80 squats were done today...
-My allergies are HORRENDOUS right now. I've been in glasses for days, and finally today I don't feel like gouging my eyes out. I'm being high maintenance by requesting that we don't EVER open any windows... I'm not a fan of being miserable.
-I was offered another temp job for this fall/winter, at the same company doing HR again when my friend goes on maternity leave. I will take it if I don't get the job at my mom's company. I wish the HR job came with benefits and everything, but it doesn't. Sucky part of growing up is that I need to act responsibly.
-The scale went up, when I'm really pondering why. I've been wayyy more active and better with my eating compared to 2 weeks ago when I had McDonalds 3 times within the week (gross, I know. I was desperate.) and a crap ton of soda.
-My niece is still hilarious.
-It's 8:30 and I'm ready for bed.
-I'm terrified for my father's health. Like you wouldn't believe. Makes me sick to my stomach.

I'm out.
Bamf