Deacon’s car was not there. Bittersweet. I was in that 50/50
place where I wanted to see him, but just to make sure he was okay then I could
be angry again. Didn’t take long either. I stayed in bed all day after church.
I started my “30 day diet” and I do not know if that had me in a rut or the
lack of sleep. However, sleep was the cure so I stuck with that all day.
My phone woke me up and it was Derek. That made me smile.
“You stood me up!” I yawned into the phone.
“No you fell asleep, I called you and texted you, I couldn’t
come with no address babe” he told me, which was true. We yapped about sweet
nothings for about an hour before I told him I was going back to bed. Cam told
me he was not bringing Baby Boy back until the morning and would just take him
straight to school. I had taken off the next day so that was perfect I could
sleep in. I slept clean till Monday afternoon. I decided I should probably wash
and attempt to brush my teeth, if I had any kind of decency left in me.
I fixed my Vanilla protein shake after that and groaned as I
gulped it down. It wasn’t all that good, kind of gritty but not terrible. I
make some meal preps for work for the week and cut on “On Demand” to watch a
movie. I decided on “21 Jump Street” which starred Channing Tatum and Jonah
Hill. It made me laugh a few times and by the time it finished it was time for
me to get Baby Boy. My mom hadn’t seen him in a week so she had asked to keep
him when he got back in town, I packed him a overnight bag, picked him up, and
headed to her house. I hung out there for a few catching up, and that’s when
she bought up Deacon.
“Deacon texted me and asked how I was” she said not knowing
of our current state.
I was semi pissed, glad he had texted her because now I knew
he was capable of communicating, but now officially pissed that he was
blatantly ignoring me.
“That’s cool we aren’t speaking” I told her and changed the
subject.
After making sure Baby Boy was squared away I then raced
home so I could catch “Love and Hip Hop ATL” premiere. Yes, I am a sucker for
reality TV. I couldn’t even focus on it though because I had so many thought
rambling in my head.
Deacon had some nerve, he did that on purpose, check on your
own mom not mines. I took my mind off it when a text came thru from my HR
connect at a job I had applied for. This was far more important anyway.
HR: They sent a recommendation to your manager check on that
ASAP.
WTF! She probably wouldn’t recommend me, I didn’t know they
were even involved. That ended and ruined the night for me, and Tuesday morning
after that awful protein shake I hurried in and sent an email to my manager
asking if she had gotten a recommendation request for me.
After making me wait half the day, she told me she had
received it and returned it last week. That wasn’t telling me jack diddly
squat. I was irritated by now. I sent her another email asking if she
recommended me or not (after I found out I had the right to know, at first I
was scared she might say “None of your business”). No response again. Finally
near the end of the day I opened up an instant message from her.
Manager: Jaycee, I received your request, we should talk in
person about the recommendation request and my response.
OMG! That couldn’t be good…………………… could it? L