I consider myself to be solidly middle class. (Yes, my income is on the high end of that scale at the national level, but here the cost of living is high, so it’s pretty mid-range.) I grew up on the low-end side of working class. I say this to ask, how comfortable are you with dating someone either well below or well…
I went to the grocery store. Without a list.
Regardless of what my diagnosis turns out to be next month, this is going to be a good year*.
Without doxxing details of how I started down the nostalgia path today, I went down the rabbit hole of old country music loved by my grandfather and parents - Johnny Cash, Dolly Parton, Loretta Lynn, Waylon Jennings, Johnnie Horton, Tom T. Hall - that generation of music.
It’s evaluation/assessment time! I got my review today.
Some good things to focus on in the midst of the continuing medical saga....
And definitely not what I was expecting.
1. I need a NOT hot, fun, relatively inexpensive location for vacation in August. All my ideas are too expensive/too far (long flights are a no-go right now)/too hot.
It turns out my latest malady is connected to my chronic/genetic condition. And I am pissed. I am pissed because I can’t change my condition. I am pissed because I didn’t cause my condition. I am pissed because there is no cure for my condition, and the only “treatment” is a semi-successful medication that “usually”…
My recent Italian adventure was fantastic - once I got there. The site-seeing, the private tours, the food, the wine, the hotel were all wonderful. (My hotel was gorgeous and the service! Free breakfast! Free drinks! Free turn down service with chocolates! Free WiFi that actually worked!)
Another trip is in the books. The weather was rather uncooperative - cold, cloudy, and windy - but it was still wonderful. I am now enjoying a few days at home to “recover” and get my mind out of vacation mode and back to “real life” mode. I really prefer vacation mode. Come on Mega Millions, come to momma!!
I had mentioned in HoneyHeart’s OT post that I was throwing a wish out to Mother Nature to “do something”, so I wouldn’t have my scheduled period during my vacation next week.
The crud has officially become a cold. What bullshit. I am sitting, lounging, here drinking my second hot toddy (adds a lovely pink blush to my cheeks) contemplating the universe or at least my little corner of it.
I have a too short work trip to NYC coming soon. The last thing I want is to end up at some tourist-trap, crappy restaurant for meals. The hotel is near Broadway and 46th, and the shows are at the Javits Center. Soooo.... any recommendations for where to eat? Breakfast somewhere between the hotel and Javits, lunch…
I haven’t even taken my spring vacation and am already contemplating where to go this summer.
Instead of my preferred Sunday night activities - soccer highlights, drinking, and sex - I am sitting here musing about guns and sexual assault/rape.
While still basking in the glow of Edie’s lovely post ❤️, I opened up the Tinder/Bumble apps and gave it the old college try again. Ha!
I just filed my taxes. Christ on a cracker.
Given that I forgot my car insurance and registration were due this month ($795) and my last gasp spending spree from December would be showing up on my credit card, I was sure I wasn’t going to make my savings target for the month.