Making Better Moves
Jan. 16th, 2021 06:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thepnutgalleryI woke up far too early for how strong my meds are, and opted not to take more. I decided to try to be productive, and walked over to my old place to ask the folks living there about my pen. The place looked really nice, and while they hadn't seen my pen, they had received a lot of mail for Bri/yan, and had a lovely puppy named Lola. I guess I'll message Mig on Monday and mention the missing memento. 😅
At home, I put fuel in the car, cleaned the litter box, the sink, and washed the couple dishes in there. Since I mostly just eat soy curls, I don't use many, but that also means anything that fell in the sink just sort of stayed there. Ew. More importantly, the gnats were gross. After I washed the dishes, I sprayed them with the insecticide, figuring it was probably better than starving. And I managed to reverse my own anxiety trap, somewhat. In the back of my head, I was starting to worry that my disgusting sink had driven Sean away. But even if that was true, my kids are ecstatic to have the place back, and Sean has a place to go - rehab. So..... Yay. Insert thinking man meme. Since my dab pen was MIA for the foreseeable future, and I get terrified of the idea I might run out of something, I ordered more from Potmatess. They were having a 6/90 or 6/95 deal, which is insane. At some point I'm sure they'll just start paying me to smoke. I was hoping to use the money from my stimulus card, but it was being a dick. I couldn't withdraw the full 600 from an ATM, and couldn't get into my Chase account to transfer it. I'll try again this week.
My mom called, and since she'd called the other day but I hadn't called back, I answered. It was mostly fine, although she was concerned about Sean giving me covid and The Girls eating a hole in the wall. She said she couldn't see my Ancestry results because she hadn't bought a membership. But everyone else I sent them to was able to see them. I gave her the gist of it, and she talked about my dad's history. The connection got a little wonky, so I didn't hear most of it, but it was something about scandal with his parents, and he joined the Fagers because he wanted me and Jared to have a family. The conversation rambled a bit after that, and I tapped out of it when she made a false dilemma, saying we could fix the economy with the resources they're using for the impeachment hearings, and then said there had been over 25 assassination attempts on Trump, one by the Pope himself.
I kept meaning to go watch Netflix in the living room, but there's nothing pressing for me to watch, AFAIK. Laid with Lady Miss Friday instead, and figured out that as far as... Well, almost everything on my phone, I can still use my Blu. Updated my journal, played video games, browsed FB, logged in to Scribd. Taking my laziness to that same extreme as my pot efficiency, I can keep one phone plugged in and handling minor things, or even just charging while I do whatever on the other. Checkmate! - Laziness
At home, I put fuel in the car, cleaned the litter box, the sink, and washed the couple dishes in there. Since I mostly just eat soy curls, I don't use many, but that also means anything that fell in the sink just sort of stayed there. Ew. More importantly, the gnats were gross. After I washed the dishes, I sprayed them with the insecticide, figuring it was probably better than starving. And I managed to reverse my own anxiety trap, somewhat. In the back of my head, I was starting to worry that my disgusting sink had driven Sean away. But even if that was true, my kids are ecstatic to have the place back, and Sean has a place to go - rehab. So..... Yay. Insert thinking man meme. Since my dab pen was MIA for the foreseeable future, and I get terrified of the idea I might run out of something, I ordered more from Potmatess. They were having a 6/90 or 6/95 deal, which is insane. At some point I'm sure they'll just start paying me to smoke. I was hoping to use the money from my stimulus card, but it was being a dick. I couldn't withdraw the full 600 from an ATM, and couldn't get into my Chase account to transfer it. I'll try again this week.
My mom called, and since she'd called the other day but I hadn't called back, I answered. It was mostly fine, although she was concerned about Sean giving me covid and The Girls eating a hole in the wall. She said she couldn't see my Ancestry results because she hadn't bought a membership. But everyone else I sent them to was able to see them. I gave her the gist of it, and she talked about my dad's history. The connection got a little wonky, so I didn't hear most of it, but it was something about scandal with his parents, and he joined the Fagers because he wanted me and Jared to have a family. The conversation rambled a bit after that, and I tapped out of it when she made a false dilemma, saying we could fix the economy with the resources they're using for the impeachment hearings, and then said there had been over 25 assassination attempts on Trump, one by the Pope himself.
I kept meaning to go watch Netflix in the living room, but there's nothing pressing for me to watch, AFAIK. Laid with Lady Miss Friday instead, and figured out that as far as... Well, almost everything on my phone, I can still use my Blu. Updated my journal, played video games, browsed FB, logged in to Scribd. Taking my laziness to that same extreme as my pot efficiency, I can keep one phone plugged in and handling minor things, or even just charging while I do whatever on the other. Checkmate! - Laziness
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