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@allikazoo beating the heat @rangercreek (Taken with instagram)
ok, I could walk enough to go to a brewery open house.
completely done moving
except I can’t walk anywhere in the new place now that everything’s here.
fucking stop with the emotional eating, or you won’t be able to fit into the beautiful dress your loving boyfriend bought you.
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trying not to self hate but did I really need that cheese
- work is frustrating right now and it will continue to be for another week or so.
+ I found out megabus is coming to texas. this means round trips to dallas and houston for as little as a dollar. more weekend baseball.
- the heat is already oppressive and making it hard to get back into good eating and workout habits.
- I have not kept my “write more about everything/baseball” promise to myself at all.
+ the last couple months have been really hard at times and I’ve been lucky to have a few really good friends - one I’ve never even met - to listen.
+ I probably have just enough midleton (which was a gift. I am a spoiled girl) to get a buzz this evening. then I get paid tomorrow. finally.
that I have no interest in watching the tigers and it’s only may 30
or the outlet it was plugged into, or whatever was wrong. I don’t know.
now I’m going to focus on the fact that craig will be here in less than 24 hours. and how we’re gonna go to a ballgame, do a lot of naughty things to each other, stay in the most beautiful hotel downtown for a night, eat dinner at our favorite place, go wine tasting, and just be together for 5.5 glorious days. not trying to brag here. it just makes me feel better to remind myself that all of those things are happening soon.
pretty sure this tumblr is the boringest.
I was stressing about a bunch of shit today, namely the several things wrong with the new apartment and unpacking and clearing out what’s left in the old apartment, then I got home from work and found that maintenance fixed all the things I had asked them to. my mom dropped off my pillow I left at her house and also unpacked the dining room and some of the kitchen while I was at work.
I felt much better.
then I washed a load of laundry, put it in the dryer, and the dryer wouldn’t turn on. I fussed with the breaker, unplugged it, went to plug it back in, and BZZZZZZT it shocked the hell out of me. the sound I made when I yelped was a sound I did not know I was capable of making. I called a paramedic coworker and he says I’ll be fine but my arm will be sore (it already is). I took the wet clothes down to the complex laundromat, paid a goddamn dollar twenty-five to run the dryer, set it on low heat, and went back thirty minutes later to find that the heat setting on it is apparently busted and several of my shirts shrank.
I realize these are all first world problems even though I really can’t afford to fix my dryer or get a new one if it’s broken, but right now I am fighting back tears and just really wishing that things would go the way they are supposed to, go right, for once.
