Sunday, my dad drove me back to Ottawa. We chatted about the same things we always do. It was planned that Darryl would come over for supper at 5:35pm. At 4:55pm, Andrew's mom and sister showed up. So not having the new man meet the old man's mother before my own mother. At 5:05pm, Darryl texts to say that he's about to be half an hour early. So not cool. Not even just in this situation. Plans are made for a reason! ... I ran outside to meet him and told him we were going for supper at Swiss Chalet. 10 minutes later, Andrew and family walk in the door, and get a prime table close enough that I spend the rest of my meal trying to avoid eye contact with Andrew. Just an awkward situation, ya know? After dinner, Darryl gave me a stuffed Quatchi [that's what she said] which is so fucking awesome. I had wanted one so bad.
We also watched the Oscars, which were painfully boring. Hugh Jackman is officially the worst host ever.
On Monday, I worked hard to finish my Hydrology assignment, went to class, relaxed. Tuesday, I went to class, then to Darryl's for dinner after we hung out at the mall for a bit [where we met up]. Over the past 24 hours, I also did my book summary assignment for my Power in the Workplace class. Woo. Done!
Nothing else exciting to report. Sorry. lol