It has been a snotty week. Not that I was being a brat, but I couldn’t stop blowing my nose. I’m lucky that I get to work from home if I need to, and in the interest of not infecting others, I worked at home for most of the week. Side note: I think someone who came to work with a cold got me sick. Oh, sweet irony.
I compare myself to others very easily. At the end of the week, I was really focused on what I’m doing “wrong” because I’m not being accepted in to certain groups and I realized I need to stop that. It’s like high school; why am I worrying myself about being part of a group that clearly doesn’t care to include me? And that’s all I’m going to say about that right now.
My father’s fridge broke. The water intake hose thingy has been leaking for a while and it got under the floor and finally loosened the adhesive holding it down. Yesterday, Jonathan came over and helped us rip up the old floor. Then we realized when we tried to lay down other tiles that wouldn’t work that we’ll have to do this all over again in two weeks when the special order comes in. It’s like Money Pit. Two weeks.
To do something, I’m sure. If I knew what it was, I wouldn’t forget it.
Still working on getting things transferred over to Gardening in High Heels. I like where it’s going but I still want to change the appearance a little bit. I think because I’m using the old design I had on when it was SyntaxxErrorrr, it doesn’t feel “new,” yknow?
On no one! Kidding. I’m pretty self-sufficient, but I will be relying on Jonathan to help transport furniture from my aunts and move things around. So that’s what I’ll be relying on.