Day 408, Monday
To the library! For a day of catching up on small projects. Don’t tell anyone, but I’m finding that the bulk of my administrative work can be accomplished within a handful of hours… the rest of the week is more reactive than planned.
Day 409, Tuesday
My regular Tuesday meeting is over for a few months and it felt like a dream. A whole day without a two hour meeting to cut into my afternoon. Perfection.
Day 410, Wednesday
After three emails and an unusually long wait, the vet insurance rejected my claim because they misinterpreted the diagnosis. Last year I had to challenge my insurance plan; now, I’m challenging the cat’s plan. [spoiler: I made my case and the case was approve. Never let a claim go without at least trying. It’s frustrating, but I dealt with years of medical bills.
Day 411, Thursday
I’m in some kind of mood today (re: PMS).
Day 412, Friday
Life stuff, work, and meetings.
Day 413, Saturday – Day 414, Sunday
What started as a day off from writing turned into 4 days. I took Thursday and Friday off, then life got in the way and I realized I just need the time to reset. The only days I didn’t spend time writing in April were a handful of migraine days and the day after my 2nd shot. Sometimes, I need to step away.
I’m having a moment. I’m feeling extra nostalgic for some of the rings I gave away during one of my last rounds of konmari style decluttering a few years ago. This doesn’t happen often, but there have been a few occasions where I’ve felt regret after the fact. I’m currently reminding myself that the reason I got rid of them is because they were too large to even wear on my thumb. I was at my heaviest between high school and undergrad. I kept the smallest of the rings and it currently fits around my index finger, but a part of me misses those pieces, even if I couldn’t wear them. A lot of them were garnet, and most had a grungy/witchy 90s vibe, which was definitely my style at the time (still my style, if I’m being honest, but now I keep the drama to one or two pieces rather than layer it on). I may end up ordering a daisy ring to satisfy this desire. Super 90s and super nostalgic.
Speaking of nostalgic, the Bluestocking’s episode on Shrek and Shrek 2 just dropped and it’s definitely full of memories
Episode 43: Shrek & Shrek 2 – The Bluestocking Circle Podcast
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I periodically come to regret moments post-Kon Mari as well, particularly when it comes to photos I got rid of and some old sentimental items. At the time, I thought I’d feel fine about taking pictures of those sentimental items, but now I wish I still had them. Even if some of them were “a chalk rock I covered in pencil marks made from a pencil my second grade crush gave me.” Heh. I’m particularly sad about losing my artwork from high school. It wasn’t spectacular or anything, but it was mine, and photos of the pieces aren’t the same.