Yesterday was Thursday — the day I had penciled on my calendar as Getting Over It Day.
I figured that while initially it had been a flippant comment made in an angry post, it wasn’t such a bad idea to put a statute of limitations on my moping. Mope with real intent and then just stop. A week should be sufficient. The relationship didn’t last very long, nor was it overly involved. We didn’t say, have a song or anything. (Though, we did agree we’d always have Team America — which speaks to the relative sentimentality of the whole affair, I think.) Still, it had been a good thing and it was going to be missed.
So, I spent the week missing it. I watched pouty movies, I read chick lit and I overindulged in my favorite comfort foods. Godiva ice cream, anything with melty cheese, noodles. Chocolate.
Come Thursday, I felt disgusting. I knew I’d succeeded in Getting Over It when I didn’t want to eat any of those things anymore. I wanted a Gala apple, my yoga mat and never to see another caramel-filled Hershey’s kiss as long as I lived. My favorite jeans are the ones I can put on without unzipping. And at the rate I’ve been going, I was either going to have to promote a larger pair to “favorite” or I’d have to start using the zipper. Unthinkable.
Come Thursday, I was healed. And it wasn’t just that the urges to binge-eat had subsided, so had the heavy discontent that was driving those urges. It may sound silly, but after a steady history of bad relationship behavior, this last week of dedicated moping was a step into the light. It was the absolute best thing I could have done for myself.
In one of our many daily emails, I told Biscuit that my week was up and that I was, strangely enough, very over it.
“Congratulations!” He replied. “Have you done anything to celebrate?”
I had not. And when I thought about it, what better way to end a pity party once and for all, than by celebrating? So, I did. It arrives sometime next week.
Sweet!
AppleStore deliveries in the mail are the BEST.
I personally would have gone for a small man named “Freaky Zeke”, with thinning hair and an odor similar to what happened when you opened an abandoned lunchbox in the Lost and Found, on a dare, but Steve Jobs hasn’t introduced him in a 2GB size yet, so maybe after next year’s MacWorld.
Great choice, have fun, and congratulations.
Love that inscription.
Congratulations, Fish!
The engraving on the iPod is perfect. I hope that the next bicycle – an even nicer, shinier and more ready bicycle – will be parked outside your place just as soon as you decide that you’re ready for it.
Bien fait!! This Poisson certainly did deserve an iPod. Self-denial is an overrated thing.
awesome inscription…what’ll be the first thing you put on it???
That’s great news, I’m happy for you.
I know exactly what you mean about those favourite jeans. You just jump in them, and voila! Recently I’ve lost some weight, and I’m thinking of promoting a smaller pair.
I can’t begin to tell you how good that makes me feel
Cute inscription! You’ll love the iPod.
Have a good weekend.
Brilliant! Now, if we only had some way to put the litle bicycle logo on the back of the iPod…
And PINK too! I love it.
That’s fab, Fish. Tres cute and a wonderful inscription. Enjoy making mixes that perfectly soundtrack your life.
Ooh… will look adorable in the pink purse of mine that you spied last night!
Can’t wait to filch it.
Oh wait, I guess between the pink ipod & pink coat I now have to lend you the pink purse *lol*
What else do you need before you qualify for Frenchy’s Pink Ladies jacket?
YAY!
My ipod was the best gift I have gotten in years! You will love it!
I recently became a fan of the DMP (dedicated mourning period) too. It is the only way to mope.
Nice choice of celebratory-ness. I got one for my b-day this week and I love it so much.
Excellent choice! My iPod has been better to me than any man ever could hope to be. It travels with me all day and cuddles up with me in bed at night. It knows the right thing to play for every mood and it never makes a face when I want to listen to someone like Aimee Mann or Dido. In short, it never judges, it just provides.
i was looking at ipod’s online today. in pink, no less.
you will enjoy it – way to treat yourself, and YAY for you for ‘getting over it.’ happy friday!
Yay! I’m so in love with my mini, and I’ve had it for a year. It will change your life, in most excellent ways…
Good call on the pink pod. It’ll soon be up there with caller id on the list of things one can’t do w/out.
Atta girl.
I thought all the cool, hip people living in NYC owned IPods.
Me? I’m slumming it w/an MP3.
Blah!
Heh, that’s what I got myself as a breakup present to myself with the last ex. It was even more fun considering it was something he would have adored owning and never had the money for, and hell, that I didn’t have the money for when I was with him because he was sucking every dime out of me. Muahahahah!
I just ate a pint of premium ice cream, rocky road to be precise. My tummy hurts. Perhaps I should have done the Ipod thing instead.
It’s great Fish
And I bet it goes great with your new pretty pink coat 
Congrats on getting over it, and omg I’m now totally aspiring to having a pair of jeans I can get on without using the zipper!!
I know getting mine made me feel soooooooo much better! And the “good” feeling just keeps on…keepin’ on every day!
Fish, I splurged and bought myself one. I so rarely spend $$ on myself. I’d much rather spend it on someone. But this is the best gift I’ve ever bought myself. I love my iPod. You will too.
This is the best gift to give one self. Congratulations and enjoy. They are awesome and fun to use!
Enjoy your ipod!! I know you had been wanting one due to previous mentions in your post! The inscription is priceless!
haha, Team America.. what silliness. “Maatt.. Daaamonnn..”
anyway, congrats on the new iPod. they’re wonderful.
you’ll love it! good for you, fish!!!
xoxo