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Jun 26, 2021 19:37

Last night I had a dream where I went to visit my grade school. I ran into some of my teachers who looked older, and asked them if they remembered me, and told them that I am unemployed and depressed. I ran from the school and went geocaching, and felt happy.

I got up, took my morning meds and got dressed. I packed the stuff I needed for the sleepover at my parents' home; my meds, nightie, toothbrush, knitting, smartphone charger, and a set of clean undies.

My mother texted me and told me I can come over, so I left and took a bus to my parents' home.
Once there, my mom let me in and dad was home as well, but he didn't come out of his mancave until supper.

Mom made me boiled potatoes and salmon mousse for dinner, we had coffee and blueberry pie afterwards. She gave me 20 euros in behalf of Midsummer.

Mom and I walked to the grocery shop and bought milk and orange juice.

Once back home, I took a shower. I washed my hair and conditioned it with amazing pine- scented shampoo and conditioner. I also washed my armpits, at some point I should shave them as well.
I had to sit in the shower corner and let water fall from the tap, because the showerhead was annoying.

After showering, I put basic lotion on my skin and put on a nightie.

I spent the rest of the day inside, knitting and watching TV shows and writing my diary and farting. I accidentally sharted my nightie, but not badly.

I brushed my teeth, I should do it more often. Which reminds me, I should buy a new toothbrush.

I started watching the movie Midsommar.

Tomorrow my parents will give me the weekly allowance, I will call my granny, and then I will leave.
I will go back home, put all my stuffs to their rightful places, and do the weekly housework; change the towels and bed sheets, wash the laundry, scrub the toilet bowl, and take out the recycling.
In the evening, I will go to a manicure in my favorite spa, and then I will go shopping. I need to buy 9 postage stamps, a box of Fair Trade coffee, a new toothbrush, a greeting card, and oat milk. 

real life, sleepover, food, parents, dreams

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