my love for you climbs over and over and over and over *pants edit*

More emotional shunting for this super-pleasant Wednesday.

I did not sleep until my 9 AM medication alarm this morning, but instead I woke up when I heard the door get locked after my mother left at like 7ish (I think).  I think I was hungry, but I can’t remember.  I did eat my usual breakfast of oats-with-prunes-dates-dried cherries-and-nutritional-yeast and my black coffee (the first half of which I drank without sweetening but I added a little maple syrup to the second half ’cause I felt like I needed a bit more usable carbon from my drink).

I did my dish-work, then I talked to Shannon on the phone for 18 minutes while she drove to one of her house-cleaning gigs.  Such a lovely-feeling thing to be talking to her without an angry gerbil humping my brainstem.

The adjustable-height desk (a brand called Uplift) I ordered arrived yesterday, but it’s still in its long box in need of assembly because I’ll need some help and tools to get it properly made.  I hope that’ll be a weekend thing I can do with the bonus dad ’cause he has all of the tools here (no need for me to get my own set of stuff and take up even more storage space in my part of our apartment when he’s got perfectly good tools.  I’m confident the upgrade to a proper surface for my space will add the right something.  I wanted to get this desk back when I was living with Sezzie but the desk we were using (which was a hand-me-down from my stepsister’s childhood bedroom) was still good enough for the needs of that space.  But this table is much smaller and just…driving me crazy when I know I could have so much better.  And now I do have it, there is just some assembly required.

It’s an adjustable height desk so it’s got this control panel on it that can move it from a height of 2 feet to 6 feet so you can stand at it and I’m super-excited to write something while standing and then eventally walking on the office treadmill that I’ve also ordered.  Crikey, I love that all of these things exist because it’s working out to make my space feel so much more useful and better.

*PANTS EDIT* The bell-bottom jeans I ordered arrived today and the waistline is just too snug for my haven’t-been-able-to-go-for-my-runs-in-a-long-time squishy body.  But I did not freak out.  Instead I immediately looked up where the get tailoring services near me and in turns out a place that we are often driving past does alterations just like what I’d need to give myself an awesome pair of bell-bottom jeans.  I was proud of myself for not melting down and instead finding a solution that’s not-at-all-complicated.  The pants are amazing and exactly what I was hoping for save for the ever-too-snug waistline.  So yeah.

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