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I almost forgot I had an LJ for a minute there, I suppose it's time for an update.
My mental health has been in toilet for the past couple of weeks (as I know many people's has been). In fact, if you are not phased during this time, you are either in a coma or a narcissist. So much turmoil and tumultuousness. To add to the general stress, my mom has gone off into the deep end and sent me a text this week saying I might want to postpone the wedding. Not because of COVID, but because (her words) she is convinced that this pandemic is a political strategy by the left and if Trump does end up winning the election (which is the Tuesday before our wedding, stupid me) she thinks that there will be major riots in all Democratic cities and it won't be safe.
Face palm y'all, major face palm. As if I am not stressed enough. I also told her that it "sure would be nice if people could put politics aside for a day and just celebrate me and Brett and be happy for us." We haven't spoken since.
I don't know, this world feels completely fucked. However, I've had a lot of constructive conversations over the past couple weeks with friends and people I respect and it's nice to know that there are still plenty of sane humans in this world who want good things and want to strive to make things better and more cohesive.
Anyways, we went and picked out groomsmen suits and Brett picked out the fabrics and got measure for his suit to be made. I talked him into the wine colored velvet coat which he will wear as a tux. It's going to look AMAZING. I'm excited to see him in it, he's got great style when it comes to work clothes, so I know he will look great.
The rest of my weekend was spent rollerblading (that was interesting and a great workout, especially with some hills), hiking on the greenbelt and I went over to my friend Kyla's new house and helped her paint her kitchen ( I am a weirdo who enjoys painting). That's all I got right now. Weird times. The struggle is real. Hope everyone else is hanging in there.