I forgot to post after my return post but I'm here, I've got all good news, I started a polymer clay jewellery business - I haven't had any sales yet but I'll get there eventually. I'm also really enjoying/experiencing the benefits of ADHD medication, it's wonderful having a clear brain for a good chunk of the day.
My ex-girlfriend's name just popped up as a recent chat in Facebook Messenger. A name which hasn't appeared on my phone for 8 years.
Turns out some old friends who have broken up have decided to leave some old group chats we all had together which I archived many years ago, which made them pop up again to inform me that they left the group. That means conversely, my name must have just popped up on my ex's Facebook Messenger too.
I might be weird, but I think all my relationships ended on friendly enough terms. I'm not in contact with any of my exes, but I'd be fine enough to chat with any of them if something like this happened and they said 'hi'.
I don't hold negative feelings for any of them, but it seems that's uncommon.
The idea that one must loath exes is weird. I’m mostly indifferent to mine. On the other hand not long ago my partner and I attended the wedding of his ex to his best mate that she left him for. I totally get how not everyone would be ok with that particular kettle of fish.
Feeling really low today. The last month has been really tough, leaving Venice, the first city where I made great friends and felt like I belonged. Then, right before Christmas, I lost my beloved Nonna. I have been so busy I have just been pushing through and not thinking about it, but I feel it today. At least the PhD work today is funnish finishing off the speech and PowerPoint for a conference next week, I always enjoy making powerpoints.
Do you think you'll head back to Venice in the near future? It sounds like you'd love to go back and stay for a while. If you're under 30 maybe you could go on a working holiday visa.
In the midst of my citizenship application (it was actually approved, but nonna dying means I need to resubmit the documents), I am doing everything I can to be able to go back permanently it's where I want to spend the rest of my life. Just difficult cause there is only one Uni there, so academic work is limited, so I need to really get in the good books with that one uni lol.
Work sent me home after having a spew in their toilet lol. Had an interesting convo with my DiDi driver: he's from Delhi, and his family owned a "massage" shop that they wanted him to run. Instead he moved here and is happy with his job, his girlfriend, and his life. He spoke about the main difference between India and Aus is that there is more freedom to do what you want to here. Made me feel quite lucky and humble to be born here, and not have a family like that. And I love that he is happy here.
Anyway, I'm home now, dying on the couch slowly but surely lol
Me: * hunts for glasses *
Sams: * screams for snuggles *
Me: Dammit, cat, I am trying to find my fucking glasses.
Sams: * wanders over and nonchalantly pokes them *
Me: * snuggles Sammi within an inch of her life *
Ground my teeth again but forcing myself to go to work. I must remember how grateful I am to be gainfully employed, I just wish my head and jaw didn't hurt so damn much. Having a little weep at the train station, ugh.
Think I need to find a new psych, but having been rejected by one before 15 years ago, I don’t want to put myself up for that hurt again. Yeah I’m complex. (ASD, cptsd from childhood, anxiety etc). Seems too hard to get help…,
I feel this so hard; cptsd and depression, possible ADHD. The things stopping me are 1) I don't want to talk about all the hurt I am in and why again, and 2) cost. So exxy, so little rebate.
I wish you well and a good luck in finding a psych you gel well with! Be kind to yourself and take it easy, it's gonna be okay!
I really dislike clothes with brand names all over; gives me serious ick about the person. Like, stop paying to advertise a company that doesn't give one shit about you (general "you", not you you lol)
I understand why poorer people buy name brand name clothes.
They can't take the risk that something they buy will be crappy as they can't buy again. So they buy brand names where they know what quality they are getting.
I'm very sus about that Saturday forecast too, but I'll be planning to have a quiet day at home with the AC nevertheless.
As for body washes - people are asking to be ripped off buying them at RRP at Colesworths. Either go to Chemist Warehouse/Big W or wait for the inevitable 50% off. Or if you don't mind grey imports, go to The Reject Shop.
Could be a good weekend to plan for a doona, blanket and rug wash marathon. Possibly go through the linen cupboard and give EVERYTHING a wash & do a general audit thereof. Then donate the unused and unnecessary items.
Re clothing with brand names - do band t-shirts count as such?
A band tshirt not as bad. There's usually some effort of design involved and most bands aren't multinational corporations. They actually produce something meaningful.
if you have any of those old ugly dancing bear tees that no one wants and which are very unwanted and unfashionable I would take them off your hands but only if you ask nicely
Accidentally napped for over 3 hours. Woke and remembered the washing I put on at lunch time was still in the machine. Not covering myself in glory today.
That'll teach me to check my roster first thing - I got dressed for work, opened the app and realised that I don't have any clients today - my normal Tuesday morning is now Wednesday, at least for this week.
At least when I phoned the office to double check the receptionist and I had a good laugh together.
I'm really so bloody tempted by those "free return" Jetstar flights to Japan on sale right now. I wanna go. But I should find a job first or some other way of covering my rent between now and then. Argh
Dinner is in the oven. I really should have started it sooner, I won't be eating until around 8pm tonight.
I got lots of stuff out of the house and shed today for hard rubbish. A fair bit of stuff has walked off on its own already which is good, although much of it has walked two doors down to a new neighbour's house. Hopefully they just need lots of stuff & are not hoarders.
Ugh. I showered before bed but was so exhausted I accidentally fell asleep with wet hair. Rewashed it, gave it a rinse of apple cider vinegar and dried it right away with the hairdryer - all of which should hopefully avoid any resulting scalp issues.
I'm still tired. Really overdid it yesterday around the house
I don't know a lot... but sometimes if a sink, bath or toilet hasn't been used in a long time/isn't used regularly there's no barrier of water in the S-bend to stop sewer smells coming back up. If it is due to that it can help to use it occasionally to fill the S-bend back up.
Only mentioned that on seeing the words 'guest toilet' and hoping that was one quick fix to reduce the number of problems, but IANAP (I am not a plumber).
So that Amazon order that was delayed from last Thursday, the one that I was going to get a refund for today, finally turned up at 7.59pm last night. Phew.
Melbcat has a tummy ache and is ripping farts... her vet says she's ok to monitor but I'm going to watch her and try to sort out some help to take her back to the vet if this keeps going. I can't give her metacam in case that's the issue so I'm going to heat up her tiny personal wheatbag
Edit: She's still eating well and jumps at the rustle of treats
Housemate and I are having a watch TV and work from the couch day.
In this show we are watching the main character randomly ended up pregnant at the start of the season, and my housmate pointed out how when an actress is actually pregnant they do this weird thing were they do the opposite of over act being pregnant. Now I can't unsee how much it's all underplayed, like God forbid anyone including the actress acknowledge the baby for more than a millisecond. I mean, I get it, but its weird once you notice it.