I wasn’t sure what photos to sprinkle throughout this post and decided it had been too long since my boy Dutch got any space on the blog. He was the bestest boy and died in 2018, a month before his 16th birthday. I love and miss him every day.
anticipating therapy tomorrow, where we will most likely start EMDR
researching everything I can to build the perfect New England itinerary for our fall road trip
buying another bookshelf because I can do what I want and what I want is MORE SPACE FOR BOOKS
thinking about my upcoming cardiology appointment (Friday!) and hoping it won’t be too overwhelming
reading a book about laundry (Laundry Love by Patric Richardson) and making a lot of notes
happy that work is picking up after a slow few weeks
excited every time I get to work on the novel I’m writing
using two different Zevo filters to trap this fruit fly infestation I’m dealing with (along with some bowls filled with apple cider vinegar + dish soap) to catch even more
committed to making sure I tell my girls that I love them multiple times a day (they’re probably like “alright already!” after the 10th time)
hoping to spend some time at one of my THREE apartment pools this weekend
loving my new twice-weekly grocery shopping routine – it’s working out so well!
needing to get to bed earlier, especially since my body thinks 6:30am is an appropriate time to wake up, no matter what time I went to bed
proud of myself for setting boundaries, even when they feel uncomfortable
relieved that lowering my medrol dose hasn’t impacted my pain levels
loathing the freaking weather. It’s so hot and we’re still in a severe drought.
obsessing over all of the metrics I’m getting from my Oura ring (in a good way, I think?)
watching The Traitors Canada (sooo happy they finally released all three seasons on Peacock!)
wondering when my tooth sensitivity will go away (I miss ice cream)
listening to Noah Kahan’s latest album, albeit very slowly
savoring sweet moments with my cats, like when Lila curls up next to me when I’m in bed or when Eloise jumps up on the table and sits right in front of me because she wants attention from her favorite person
What is something you’re obsessing over?
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