NyQuil and Fried Chicken...
I got a call yesterday from a high school friend; April. We haven't spoken much since graduation, but yesterday she called. Well she called several times in the past months and I just didn't feel like talking. We don't really have anything in common anymore and have grown apart. She is married and has a 4 year old little girl. FOUR, I could not believe it. People have tonally changed. Anyway she called after my meetings yesterday and left a message...I listened to it and called her right back. She told me one of our friend's younger brother had been in a boat accident and died, and they had not found his body yet. That "was horrible" I said, and then we talked about various other things. Her baby, her husband, her family and how she "doesn't talk to anyone anymore." Then I heard her little girl in the back ground and it was cute...she (girl) asked April who she was talking too...April said "mommy's best friend from high school." I didn't know I was her best friend. I mean we were close and did lots of stuff together but, I would consider her a very good friend, not best friend. We were good friends...it just made me think about change. I'm glad I got to talk to her even if it was on bad news that we talked. We did talk like old friends picking up where we left off, I'm sure I'll talk to her again soon.
My mom called me thins morning and said they had found the body; he had flipped the boat and bumped his head and got tangled and drowned...she said she would send flowers and food over from the both of us, and I need to call Tami (the sister and my friend) and let her know how sorry I am...but I'm not sure how or what to say.
My diet has taken a back seat this week... I am worn out and have not really cared what I've been eating. The last weigh in was 292lbs. and that was the same this morn...so I'm not moving backwards yet. It seems I had more to say but am at a loss for words right now.