I didn’t feel like we got a whole hell of a lot done yesterday beyond procuring food. I scored a turkey roast, potatoes, corn, and a whole cinnamon roll cake. It was my mom’s birthday, so I decided to go all out and make something she definitely would have appreciated. I ended up asking Rick to handle the turkey roast in the instant pot, and I made mashed potatoes and scalloped corn. It was DELICIOUS.
I rested for a majority of the day. Procrastination is winning these days. I know I need to prepare and pack to go to K.’s house tomorrow for twelve days. I quite literally have no clean laundry, so I am bringing my hamper of clothes to launder there, which is a massive bonus. I do still have to worry about things like medications, toiletries, food, coffee, and coffee maker, but it will get done. I am at my best on the fly.
K. has a fancy schmancy espresso machine that I have BEGGED him to teach me how to use, but alas, he has not taught me. We are going by this evening to get a refresher from K. and to grab the spare keys. I figure I can do a little recon mission and see what we’re dealing with in terms of fridge and cabinet space for our stuff before I pack our whole kitchen up.
I am planning on making meals here at the apartment on days we are here, and just taking containers of food there in the evenings. That gives me the task of prepping more than one meal at a time, but I enjoy that.
I just have to go through all of my meds and get everything organized. I need to take some there, but also leave some whatever I may need during the day here at the apartment. It is a lot to think about, and I truly don’t have the brain space right now. I am trying very hard to go through my day acting on intuition and vibes, lol. If I don’t feel like doing something, I don’t. I am trying to continue with self care regardless.
K. had asked if his girlfriend could stay here for four days while her apartment is being tented, and anyone else reading that might think, “why can’t she stay at K.’s and take care of the animals and house for those four days?”, and the answer is, SHE DOESN’T WANT TO. She doesn’t feel particularly attached to any of K.’s furry or feathered friends. She refuses to housesit. She doesn’t cook. She doesn’t clean.
K. pays for EVERYTHING. Yes, he has money. But his girlfriend H. is a working actress, who inherited 1.7 million dollars from her aunt two years ago. K. confided in me that she has more in one account than he has in two accounts. But she never ever offers to pay for anything. I advised him to be straight with her. Tell her that it would be nice if she planned and paid for a date, or a vacation.
I asked her if she’d been up to the new house in Portland, and she surprisingly said no. She said between projects, and K. only having purchased a sofa bed for the house, she had not agreed to go. Shiiiiiiitttttt, I am tempted to ask K. if I can go up there and stay for a week. GIVE ME PROJECTS. I want to have my morning coffee in the hot tub surrounded by deer grazing in the backyard.
Anyway, I have to get two sales packaged up so Rick can drop them off for me at the post office. I am going to organize my meds right now. Then I might rest for a bit.
Any fun plans this weekend?
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