Apr 11, 2017
Just checking in. I’m still here. Actual career work is kicking my ass, vintage clothes sales side business kicking my ass, restoring the house kicking my ass. More fun and Chairs to come when things slow down a bit!
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Just checking in. I’m still here. Actual career work is kicking my ass, vintage clothes sales side business kicking my ass, restoring the house kicking my ass. More fun and Chairs to come when things slow down a bit!
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Just tripped and fell into a door.
With my face.
Must come up with good “You shoulda seen the other guy!” story for work tomorrow...
So I’m catching up on everything SDCC...
...after my self-imposed isolation in my bedroom which seems to be the only room in my entire apartment that will stay below 90 degrees today.
Great googly-moogly, Dr. Strange.
Awwww sheeyit, Aquaman.
When I was four, I “cut my hair so I could look like Wonder Woman” even though Diana has long flowing locks, and 36 years later Gal Gadot made me want to shave my head, so that’s about the best praise I can give it.
AND HOLY SHIT FANTASTIC BEASTS I AM CRY.
Me, house hunting.
I bought two miracle products today for my raggedy-ass cuticles and weak, peeling nails:
CND Cuticle Eraser and the cult classic Magic Nail.
I should have taken before and after pictures. They don’t even look like the same hands!
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I'm still here...
Sorry, real life has been getting in the way of my tumbling the past few days, and probably will for the rest of the week.
Stoopid real life and responsibilities and crap.
Grumble grumble.
I emailed a realtor about a house, checking the box "prefer email contact". Within ten minutes I had two phone messages (from two different realtors at the same office), two emails (from the SAME realtor), and a text, NONE of which answered my question. Yeah, fuck you: I don't care how much I like the place, you just lost my business.
I'm all about being a strong, independent woman until...
I remember I'm 4'10, tip the scales at 110 soaking wet, and my car gets stuck in the snow. There's only so much I can do before I have to smile sweetly and ask burly roofer dudes working on the house next door to help. AND I HATE IT.
That's it. I'm starting crossfit. I would almost rather have lunch with Hitler than work out, but goddammit, this is the last straw. I never realized how much I rely on other people for "brawn" until the past couple of months. This past year is the first time since I've been divorced that I've lived somewhere that doesn't do maintenance 24/7, so I haven't had to worry about shoveling driveways and carrying heavy stuff. If I'm going to get a house, I need to bulk the fuck up.