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thepnutgalleryWoke up crazy early - maybe 2? maybe 3? I don't know. I laid there listening to LMF sleep until she decided to run around. I jerked off, which is kind of good, given that I wasn't while I was dosing regularly. Then I got cleaned up, she came back, and I laid in bed petting her until my alarm went off. Still no word from the dealership on my car, and not really sure how long to give them before checking on it. Lyfting isn't terrible, and right now it's the only bill on my credit card. That, of course, is possibly because I can't check my mail until I get my keys back.
The bulb on my earring came out a couple weeks ago in my sleep, and apparently my ear healed up in the space where the bulb was supposed to be. I had that earring for 18 years. The only constant is change, I suppose.
One of my friends made a post on FB about being depressed: "When you have days off, but can't think of anything you could do that might bring you joy, you might be depressed. Feeling tired of having a work schedule that is opposite others (I like to have company on my days off). Feeling tired of not reaching my potential - I'm 42yo & only running OUT of time to do so. Feeling shitty as I reflect on how much my own pride (not the healthy kind) has often prevented me from listening to people, & learning from those I could & should have listened to. Depressed about some other stuff that's even harder to put into words."
Really, the parts that connected with me were being unable to think of anything that would bring me joy, and not reaching my potential. Obviously there aren't a lot of examples when I've been sad to not listen to people. It turns out *a bunch* of people are feeling the exact same way, though. Mercury in retrograde, or a bunch of wasted youth? They're not mutually exclusive, of course.
A client messaged me not long after I got home, wanting to meet up around 9. He wouldn't give his room number, though, wanting to meet me in the lobby or me to send a pic with the peace sign. I sent the pic, which was a good reminder that I'm gaining weight, but he was still into it. Unfortunately, he never did send the room number, despite my text reminding him.
Texted more with Chip, mostly about Ryan. Ryan got promoted at work and now makes 150k. I think he just has his bachelors, but maybe that's the tech world? Adam also only has his bachelors and makes 150k for Deloitte. I want to feel stupid, since that's 3.5x the amount that I make, and half again the amount that my most successful classmate makes, and she's an independent contractor besides, but I'm all out of feelings about money right now. I'm doing okay, even if I'll never be high class.
The bulb on my earring came out a couple weeks ago in my sleep, and apparently my ear healed up in the space where the bulb was supposed to be. I had that earring for 18 years. The only constant is change, I suppose.
One of my friends made a post on FB about being depressed: "When you have days off, but can't think of anything you could do that might bring you joy, you might be depressed. Feeling tired of having a work schedule that is opposite others (I like to have company on my days off). Feeling tired of not reaching my potential - I'm 42yo & only running OUT of time to do so. Feeling shitty as I reflect on how much my own pride (not the healthy kind) has often prevented me from listening to people, & learning from those I could & should have listened to. Depressed about some other stuff that's even harder to put into words."
Really, the parts that connected with me were being unable to think of anything that would bring me joy, and not reaching my potential. Obviously there aren't a lot of examples when I've been sad to not listen to people. It turns out *a bunch* of people are feeling the exact same way, though. Mercury in retrograde, or a bunch of wasted youth? They're not mutually exclusive, of course.
A client messaged me not long after I got home, wanting to meet up around 9. He wouldn't give his room number, though, wanting to meet me in the lobby or me to send a pic with the peace sign. I sent the pic, which was a good reminder that I'm gaining weight, but he was still into it. Unfortunately, he never did send the room number, despite my text reminding him.
Texted more with Chip, mostly about Ryan. Ryan got promoted at work and now makes 150k. I think he just has his bachelors, but maybe that's the tech world? Adam also only has his bachelors and makes 150k for Deloitte. I want to feel stupid, since that's 3.5x the amount that I make, and half again the amount that my most successful classmate makes, and she's an independent contractor besides, but I'm all out of feelings about money right now. I'm doing okay, even if I'll never be high class.
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