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Bus musings
Aug. 28th, 2019 07:07 amMy team st work got a Talking To about cell phones and personal computer usage, so I've been trying harder to stay off my haunts. Morning bus time has been ok for me in terms of motion sickness so.
Guido's vet and I FINALLY connected a week after she said she'd call me. His bloodwork was fine, absolutely fine. Aside from the weight loss, hes in great health. I'll keep an eye on that and just keep on keeping on, I guess.
On Sunday I sorted all of my regular clothes and folded them up in a way recommended for KonMari. Damn, what a difference! All of my socks actually DO fit in the drawer! Everything got piled on my bed and sorted and folded and hung. I can easily see the gaps in my wardrobe now.
Yesterday I thought I might tackle the books, but I think I need to do costumes first. For one thing, I dont really think of them as costumes. For another, my partner floated me money to get new tires for my car (omg they are so nice) but it still cost me a bigger chunk of change than I expected. So I need yo cover that, her portion, and Guido's vet bill, which means getting the pieces I wont wear again listed and hopefully sold.
Instead, I played games on my phone. I know I have at least one box in the living room, a large bin, some stuff hanging, 2 suitcases, and random pieces hanging out here and there. I was having a bunch of FEELINGS contemplating it, so I ignored it. Technically I could consider it "hobby" and therefore "later" but I think the urge to avoid is important to pay attention to as well. A lot of tje pieces I have in mind to sell are part of my identity as -- a hobby seamstress? As a cosplayer-costumer-Lolita fashion enthusiast? Really, it's all taking up mental space as well as physical space. I want to examine that. Getting those out of my mental and physical space doesnt diminish my identity, but I can and should still grieve for what it meant to me at the time, and make room for new things. I have Plans for a natural form weekend wardrobe after all.
Guido's vet and I FINALLY connected a week after she said she'd call me. His bloodwork was fine, absolutely fine. Aside from the weight loss, hes in great health. I'll keep an eye on that and just keep on keeping on, I guess.
On Sunday I sorted all of my regular clothes and folded them up in a way recommended for KonMari. Damn, what a difference! All of my socks actually DO fit in the drawer! Everything got piled on my bed and sorted and folded and hung. I can easily see the gaps in my wardrobe now.
Yesterday I thought I might tackle the books, but I think I need to do costumes first. For one thing, I dont really think of them as costumes. For another, my partner floated me money to get new tires for my car (omg they are so nice) but it still cost me a bigger chunk of change than I expected. So I need yo cover that, her portion, and Guido's vet bill, which means getting the pieces I wont wear again listed and hopefully sold.
Instead, I played games on my phone. I know I have at least one box in the living room, a large bin, some stuff hanging, 2 suitcases, and random pieces hanging out here and there. I was having a bunch of FEELINGS contemplating it, so I ignored it. Technically I could consider it "hobby" and therefore "later" but I think the urge to avoid is important to pay attention to as well. A lot of tje pieces I have in mind to sell are part of my identity as -- a hobby seamstress? As a cosplayer-costumer-Lolita fashion enthusiast? Really, it's all taking up mental space as well as physical space. I want to examine that. Getting those out of my mental and physical space doesnt diminish my identity, but I can and should still grieve for what it meant to me at the time, and make room for new things. I have Plans for a natural form weekend wardrobe after all.
