mid-week vacay mode unlocked. Because it’s hinds week!

Taking a little road trip on Wednesday. I happen to love long road trips (cross-country road trip so dreamy) and long flights. Do you get sad too when the destination is near?

this will be a short and sweet one to San Diego. I will not be riding solo. no major anxiety and nobody is gettin’ weird on this trip, except for maybe my bowels .

i went to cvs tonight. I waited in the slow-moving prescription pickup line to tell Judith the pharmacy clerk about Eddie’s passing. Over the years she’s handed me hundreds of pill bottles. A few times she’s shown me pictures of her nieces at disneyland. She cried.

Grateful for rinseless car wash, Nordstrom pickup, aeroccino, Judith, pto, honest neighbors, heavy eyelids.

2:14 am.

The weekend was packed. I feel like I experienced a year’s worth of stuff in the span of Friday through Sunday: Bustling social life, tumultuous dating life, beachy brunch life, neighborly night life. My life is beautiful and I enjoy every experience.

It’s hinds week again! Just don’t look at me with those eyes…

You know the pros and cons list we were talking about last time. Let’s say there are more cons than pros. Does that mean you are supposed to assassinate the person? Asking for a friend.

grateful for hair detangler, communication skills, nondairy milk punch cocktails, ocean views, my dog in my bed, and forever in captivity.

1:34 am.

This felt like a slow week but somehow it’s already Friday. I’m doing that thing again where I forget what month of the year we’re in. I thought it was going to be cinco de mayo tomorrow. The green beads and margaritas are messing me up.

there is an episode of friends (the one with the list) where Ross makes a pros and mostly cons list about Rachel and Julie. I made that kind of list today (didn’t write it down—it’s all in my head). Cons: self-centered. Also materialistic, easily triggered, too many unhealthy habits. The list was about me, of course. Everything is about me right now. I’m working on some of these.

grateful for slumber parties on school nights, block caller, YouTube premium, clean sheets, April birthday girls, next level, feeling free, feeling I want to share, and all the fancy gifts you give that money can’t buy.

1:11 am.

I deliberately abstained from evening caffeine and sipped old wine so that I would be able to fall asleep at a reasonable hour. The reason is I napped so good this evening. But here we are.

i stayed in two nights in a row. It used to be so hard to be home alone in the evening. Look at me now. Tonight I chilled and did nails and sipped wine and groomed Niko and watched ugly Betty and played hinds and looked up hotels and FaceTimed a sweet person…

grateful for three days of no nose bleeds, KitKat, vacuums, Starlights, song lyrics, my brain, renters’ insurance, your smile, your messages, your presence.

2:52 am.

Seems like a lot of people either aren’t working as much as i am or they are simply using their time much more efficiently than me. I feel like I don’t have time to do much besides work. But some people I know… They just hang and go shopping and play with their kids and drink beer and take their dog to the park and go to Costco and play guitar and stop by Home Depot and bake banana bread and ride bikes at the beach and coach soccer games and get their nails done and exchange pants that don’t fit and get their car repaired and wait for the plumber and go skateboarding and make sangria and do Pilates and rent a carpet cleaner and build furniture and take their mom to the doctor and make pottery and eat corn dogs and pay their gas bill and get Botox and scroll on social media and watch white lotus and empty the compost bin and try Ethiopian food for the first time and pick up a desk from facebook marketplace and paint the fence and replace spark plugs…all in one day.

grateful for my job, time to myself, my appetite, my legs, my space, three’s company, manual transmission, and all my pets.

1:36 am.

i had dinner with loree. We worked together for over 20 years. I remember interviewing for the job when I was fresh out of college and starting grad school—she was the cool one in the office. Some bonds are so strong. We talked about the la fires (her house was spared), las Vegas (we’re both moving there), and the elks lodge (she said $5 beers). I was always under the radar, but somehow we detected. The blips are meant to be.

unrelated: self-sabotagers are the ultimate manifesters. If only they could reverse that energy to gain self-worth, confidence, and everything they ever dreamed of. Note to self.

Grateful for audio digest, himbos, 8 am meetings, hugz and laughing, not hitting and running. not running into certain people, and sweet and beautiful persons.

1:47 am.