Aren't these the moments we live for

My underwear has been feeling rather loose which is an unpleasant sensory feeling but I do t want to buy new ones if I’m just going to gain the weight back from going back on the medication!

Okay the person in the park sat up

When I was 20-23, I worked with a girl a year younger than me and she was great! I’ve only kept up with her life on social media since I was 25 (when I last saw her, after o stopped working that job part time). I’ve seen bits and pieces that made me think she was struggling with infertility due to PMOS (formerly PCOS). I saw (literally as soon as she posted it) last night that her and her husband are having a baby due in June and I liked the post because I wanted to cry happy tears for her. Every time I see the post come up on Facebook I get emotional all over again, even though I haven’t seen or talked to her since 2019. I kinda want to message her and be like huge super congrats on this!!! But Facebook sucks and you need the specific app to send a message. And I don’t want to be weird about it! But I’m so happy for her, even if she didn’t struggle with getting pregnant. And I don’t know why, we weren’t super close other than working in the same classroom 5 hours a day together for two years (and then two more years of me part time). But yay her!!

I was intending to go to the daycare to set something up for them first thing this morning because I knew it would be a good chunk of my time. I asked 3 people via email earlier this week to let me know when they were delivered yesterday. Amazon said they’d be delivered after 4 pm, so I wasn’t expecting an email yesterday, but this morning (an hour ago) I sent a text to one person asking if they had been delivered so I could come set them up and crickets. Haven’t heard anything!

Choosing to believe that the dragonfly flying in front of me and landing on my windshield when I was walking to my car this morning was Nana saying hi 💖

My stomach hurts again today but in a more localized way and less sharp. On the right side mostly instead of being smack in the center. Ouch.

The romance series I’m reading deals with a lot of heavy trauma but I think the one I’m reading now is the saddest. It’s book 5, and all through the series we’ve seen the MMC as this reclusive, self-isolated person who only speaks when he absolutely has to. But then from the very first flashback to age 16, he was this super friendly and outgoing and vibrant and social and happy guy. And it’s such whiplash! And I know that’s the point but it’s sooo sad.

I had assumed someone complained about the smoke detectors being super expired and that’s why they were replaced a few months ago, but selling the building makes it make a lot more sense (which is slimy imo)

Last night C told me all he responded to the landlord was “no one will be home” so we don’t j is if anyone will actually be coming to look at it or not

I went from “not hungry” to “so hangry I almost cried when C pointed out that it was too late to order food or cook” last night 😵‍💫 luckily we had chicken tenders and fries to put in the air fryer but yikes

I want a treat for all my cleaning (cleaned the shower this morning too) but I have to start my day at the daycare so I won’t be able to drink it right away :(