Today we are moving out. Many of you know this already if you read this or follow my Instagram as I mention it all the time. It’s exciting because my friend Amy is coming to help! That’s all I’ll say on this regard as no need to hammer you with this news. In other news…
I’ve never met a gym attendant I connected with or who saw me as a person, rather than another pain in their side to have to check in at the door every day.
Not for vanity (I’m 33. I’m married. I’m not and never was a 10. That ship to assume an outer beauty has sailed.) I feel I was always made for this. Brought up seemingly without parents, I learned to fend for myself at an early age alongside the neighborhood kids I grew up with in my shitty apartment complex. We ran wild till we headed home, well after dark, and collapsed at home from the day’s exhaustion. Our parents never set curfews because they figured we could keep ourselves occupied, and we did. When we discovered a dead body in … Read More
It’s cold AF. I only ever know the date now because of how I title these entries. (For all the kids reading this, the truth is that when you become an adult you probably won’t ever need to know the date again cause you won’t need to, and when you need it to sign some legal documents (which you probably won’t have to in the future cause the chip embedded in your body will register your acquiescence) you can simply glance at your phone, write the date down, like a robot, without truly recognizing it) For those following my journey, … Read More
I had a different color planned, but my colorist had to delay our appointment, so while I wait for a January appointment with her to go — (mystery color) and have her grind my roots, I’m going to realize the ultimate Christmas present I had been toying with as a gift for the kids at my work… Taking my hair to their favorite hair color!
How many mornings do I get to write that: I woke up feeling relaxed Spent an enjoyable early morning washing up dishes, as my husband slept off some late night coding, from yesterday night’s superb vegan kitchen-sink, vegetable laden vegan lasagna that our omnivore, used to fancy restaurants because he’s a trader that has to entertain clients regularly, friend could not compliment enough (and which I had for breakfast!), as he quickly finished one plate and went back for seconds, Then lazily took my time feeding the dogs at our petsit before happily sidling downstairs to the building gym to indulge in moving my body?
I received an Instagram message this morning from a past work exchange guest. I hear from her every now and then, but only when she wants to visit NYC and needs housing. So of course, she was asking whether we had a petsit she could do or a room for her at 40 VR. I’d help her out, but I have neither. And she’s emailed weird dates – 4 days, followed by a break in time, and 4 more days. Not at all likely to be conducive to a petsit. When I tell her I have neither, as our Bnb … Read More
Waking up in someone else’s bed (a petsit owner’s, to be clear, next to my husband), I have to wonder – where can I look to find what time it is?
My phone is all the way across the space charging in the kitchen, but lookee, there is an alarm clock blaring in red letters that it is 3:36am.
I feel cold because the top, woolen blanket has come off of my in my sleep. I tug it back on, but it feels too warm. I lay as still as possible, hoping doing so well help me re-enter slumber…