Here are some short pieces based on things that have happened in my life recently.
Romance
I've been slowly reading a romance novel lately that I just finished recently. It's called Fan Favorite and it (mostly) takes place on the set of a fictional version of The Bachelor. I really enjoyed it, so I moved on to another romance novel also set on the set of a fictional version of The Bachelor. This one is sapphic and called Here for the Wrong Reasons. I plan to move on after that one to yet another romance novel set on a fictional version of The Bachelor. This final one is called The Charm Offensive and is queer as well.
I plan to go to a romance only bookstore on Saturday so I may even find yet another reality TV show-based romance novel (though perhaps I've tracked down the three best--who knows?).
If you have one to recommend though, I'm all ears!
Scab
I think I've been too itchy lately (I'll talk to my doctor, don't worry). After scratching my back too vigorously, I developed a scab that I then struggle not to pick at. Of course, picking at it does not help it heal any faster so that prolongs how long I can pick at scab. I know I should find this grosser than I do, but there is something satisfying about picking a scab or like a clump of dandruff.
Yes, yes, yes, it's gross. I know. I really do.
But something about turning rough into smooth is so satisfying.
I wonder if there are fidget toys for this. And if the fidget toys would be as satisfying or if they'd just encourage me to pick at my own scabs more.
Twisted
So, I've twisted my ankle.
My apartment was recently bought by another property management company and they've been making improvements. However, one of these improvements took the lights out of our back stairs, which are the stairs we have to use to get to our trash cans. Tuesday night, I was finally taking out my trash (a chore I loathe) and I missed a step or two and my left ankle unded up under my butt.
I got up and was mostly fine, but it hurt a bit to walk. The next day, it was significantly worse. I iced it, elevated it, and took ibuprofen.
It's doing much better now, but I am glad I can work from home tomorrow because I think I need one more day of icing and elevating.
Hopefully, it's better by the weekend!
Unmotivated
Why have I been so unomtivated lately? So tired? I get so little done and I still could sleep all day if I didn't have Hoban.
It's a chore to get myself to start to do things, but once I'm doing them, I often enjoy it (like reading or writing). It's not hte first time I've felt like this, but I genuinely don't remember how I got myself out of the slumps before. Maybe I just forced myself to do it? Maybe it's just an ebb and flow I'll always have?
Even starting this post took me all day and some internal pep talks. I also had to reassure myself that I would be happy once it's done.
Just now, I went and checked my email even though I'm only dedicating 3 minutes to each of these sections of this post.
How is my brain working like this? I used to be able to zone in and really get things done and I feel like I've lost that.
Water
I should go refill my water mug right now (yes, I am using a mug), but I want to finish this post first. Water shall be my reward! Well that and probably some ice cream. But water too!
And with ice.
Yes, I know it's getting colder, but I still put ice in my water cause, somehow, it feels more fun to drink cold water. I don't know why, but somehow it feels like something fancier or more special when it's col than when I just get it from the tap.
Perhaps the mug also makes it feel more special and that's why I use a mug. Mugs are fun (at least mine are). The one I'm currently using has Mothman on it (I got it at C2E2 though, not the Mothman Festival).
Okay, yes, I probably should go fill my water mug now instead of waiting, but I've had such difficulty getting myself to do anything (as I described above) that I think I can wait another minute or so to finish up this post while I'm on a roll (it is roll, right? Not role?).
Alright, that should do it for now. Sorry this post is mostly rambling and whining.
(Prompt by Kimisha Cassidy)

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