Today was basically part 2 of yesterday. Still cleaning, sorting and paperworking. I have successfully submitted some paperwork and made my appointments. Sorted the professional side of my closet and my suits are very beautiful but also very heavy (cry for my suitcases). My suits and blouses are mostly never been worn, some still have their tags so I’m basically bringing a whole new wardrobe to Paris and I hope I find the energy and magic to dress up and be fabulous everyday. No more waiting on occasions to wear all these things. No more hiding in the house. No more limits like this morning’s reminder.
One thing I’ve noticed about people in or entering their 30s is they don’t make as many compromises anymore. If someone doesn’t meet them halfway, is not up to standard, is just not where they’re needed to be, they’re just like “ok cool” and they move on from the person. Which is not to say they’re less empathetic or understanding, but more that they have learned that time is their most prized possession and they’re not willing to make massive compromises on it. They are not obsessed w the idea of fixing someone (bc the concept of fixing a person doesn’t really exist). They simply move on to someone who is up to par. I want that. I want to always move w the awareness that time is my most priceless belonging and I can never buy it back. Ever. So I have to use it wisely
Yesterday I fucked up by overestimating my tolerance to THC-derived products and ended up tripping balls all afternoon/ evening when I should have been packing for the move. I can't say I enjoyed the trip (spent most of it unable to move but also strangely calm?) But holy fuck I have never slept better. My allergies are gone, my sinuses are clear, and every ache and pain has vanished. Still couldn't afford to lose the work time but I will definitely keep this in mind for the future. Even the hangover isn't that bad.
It was a great day!
It took place on Friday.
I experienced a range of emotions.
It felt like a mix of anxiety and excitement, as if I’d been offered a couple of promotions.
I had the impression that this was my first time.
There was a great deal to say.
I was forced to hold off on speaking, until I could spread the good news to others.
This situation was comparable…
I know Amazon is the devil but we need things for the new apartment, and for whatever reason I keep getting a Page Not Found when trying to add things to the wishlist. Like every time I click add to list, something that doesn't even open a new page, it opens up a new tab that says "Sorry we couldn't find that page." Anyone knows what gives?
Anyway, if you want to help @thetabirb and me, and our third roommate who will be joining us, what we have on the wishlist is down below.
Jack, Maddie, and Vlad have made their way into a nice little poly. They have worked tirelessly in order to keep their family safe. With the GiW not backing down any time soon they are constantly on edge. This all tips over when the Danny's are injured to the point where the only thing that could be found to help is to age them down. The poly takes this as their chance to start over.
With Jazz already in college they decide to just move to her. What's Gotham compared to world-renowned ecto-biologists and a full grown halfta? Not a lot apparently. Gotham stood no chance.
Jason is checking out the new obviously meta family that just moved in on the edge of his territory. They had four kids, one college-level and three Irish twins. They were a bit excentric, but from what Jason could tell, it was probably a newfound freedom from whatever discrimination they faced in their small Midwestern town of origin.