i woke up feeling crusty and sour for the second day in a row. i hope this isn’t a trend. anyway, i called in sick. i don’t think it has anything to do with work, but it seemed like a good idea. i think it’s stress. probably related to the house. and moving, and packing, and fixing and changing habits and having to be frugal. all good things, for sure; it’s just a big huge change that i’m probably making too big of a deal over.
i woke up at 2 this morning, thinking of all the things we own that we don’t use that we could get rid of. and then i was like, “but, what if i need a mortar and pestle even though i haven’t used it in 3 years? at least i have one.” i’m not a packrat. so it’s weird for me to think this way.
so, a collective apology if my mood affects you in the near future.
