From what I can remember of talking to my boyfriend last night and this morning, things seemed better. We already seemed more excited to talk to one another. So, hopefully it will be OK.
Some of the people I met last night were going to watch the hockey game this morning at the Pig and Whistle, but when I woke up, I sure wasn't feeling like going back out to a bar. I especially didn't want to rush to get ready and then end up missing half the game. So I decided to forgo the game and hang out, relaxing at home. I was also nervous because today is Jillian's last day and we still have to clean the apartment, so I was getting stressed about when that was going to happen. Jillian packed, I cleaned the bathroom, then I decided to pack a bunch of stuff too. It looks like I'll have to leave a couple bags here, which I'm not happy about, but it will save a couple hundred bucks... So, I started trying to figure out what I would need to bring home, what I wanted to leave, etc.
Took a break from packing and Jillian and I cleaned the kitchen, cleaned out the food in the fridge and cabinets, etc. I mopped the floors while Jillian finished packing. UGH What a day. My back was hurting from all that, so we finished off our vodka and decided to go out to dinner. It was already pretty late, though. So we just headed downtown and ate at a random little place on Queen St. Mall. Food was standard, not good, not bad. We shared bruschetta, pizza and a burger! Then we walked around in the rain and I had never been inside the Treasury Casino, so we went there for a pit stop, walked around, then walked back down Queen St. Mall. We headed over to the Winterfest at King George Square, but it was already closed for the evening. Oh well. Then we walked back and decided there wasn't much else to do, so we took a cab back home. It was kind of shitty weather, otherwise I'm sure Jillian wanted to enjoy the city a little more, one last time... Oh well. As with all things - anticlimactic. We headed home and I was exhausted, so I went to bed soon after.
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