Out and out
1. Get out of my head. Get the hell out of my head and get the pictures of you off of my fucking newsfeed. I'm going batshit over the fact that I should not care. I should not give a single shit but you cross my mind multiple times a day and even keep me up at night. I'm up to 4 unsent letters and there'd probably be a 5th tonight except I already packed all of my usual writing venues.
2. This pathetic, humid waste of a day is the last time I'll be legitimately home until November. I did, however, babysit for 3 hours this morning (I have $108 in cash from the last 3 days of pushing swings, chasing tricycles, and watching Playhouse Disney and PBS) and then proceed to pack up all of my worldly belongings (minus laptop, iPod, speakers, phone/charger, my Lily Pulitzer that's still in the bag, Courtney's birthday gift, and my purse). Car tetris was enjoyable--I actually have some rear viewing room. And front seat space. And that's it.
3. I preemptively apologize for the fact that, in all of my appointments getting my shit together at home, every single medication dosage I've been on for the last 1-3 years has now been switched up. This might be awesome--I might be even more relaxed and chilled out, rolling with the punches. This might also suck--I'm hoping I don't become a totally empty shell, numbed into submission.
4. On the bright side: my drivers' license is renewed, I applied for a passport, I have renters insurance, and my dad sent me back with a case of Hoegaarden as payment for taking care of Roxie when he had late assignments. Hello, housewarming.
5. Speaking of which: if you feel the need to take a road trip or you just sincerely miss me, get in touch and come stay for a couple of days! We have an aerobed and also Courtney and I can cuddle and share a bed, giving guests their own lodgings.
2. This pathetic, humid waste of a day is the last time I'll be legitimately home until November. I did, however, babysit for 3 hours this morning (I have $108 in cash from the last 3 days of pushing swings, chasing tricycles, and watching Playhouse Disney and PBS) and then proceed to pack up all of my worldly belongings (minus laptop, iPod, speakers, phone/charger, my Lily Pulitzer that's still in the bag, Courtney's birthday gift, and my purse). Car tetris was enjoyable--I actually have some rear viewing room. And front seat space. And that's it.
3. I preemptively apologize for the fact that, in all of my appointments getting my shit together at home, every single medication dosage I've been on for the last 1-3 years has now been switched up. This might be awesome--I might be even more relaxed and chilled out, rolling with the punches. This might also suck--I'm hoping I don't become a totally empty shell, numbed into submission.
4. On the bright side: my drivers' license is renewed, I applied for a passport, I have renters insurance, and my dad sent me back with a case of Hoegaarden as payment for taking care of Roxie when he had late assignments. Hello, housewarming.
5. Speaking of which: if you feel the need to take a road trip or you just sincerely miss me, get in touch and come stay for a couple of days! We have an aerobed and also Courtney and I can cuddle and share a bed, giving guests their own lodgings.