Tuesday Night and I Could Use a Lottery Ticket

Redux:

I turned 42 on Saturday and spent the entire day in decadent, solitary bliss. JD and I will see each other in 2 days and it didn’t make sense to make the drive and then turn around and do it again 3 days later so we will meet up in a couple of days for another sweet little getaway in the Ozark mountains.

I stayed up until 5am but woke up to a flower and cake delivery Saturday morning and then spent my day languidly playing on my phone, soaking in the tub, reading, and doing exactly what I wanted. I didn’t clean. I didn’t do anything on the task list. I didn’t pack. I just spent the entire day doing “me” and it was so fucking refreshing I may have to have another birthday very soon.

My Mom and I made a date for the end of the month to go shopping and lunch and I am a little too excited about it. I don’t know when the last time was I had my Mom to myself for Mother/Daughter time but the only memory that comes to mind is when I was 12 and we had a magical day together going to the mall and we got an eyebrow makeover from a lady at a kiosk. I felt so “grown up” with her that day, so respected. I don’t need to feel grown up or respected with her anymore but I LOVE how excited she got talking about it.

In other news, I’ve had several job interviews and I am frustrated AF because one woman (who would have been my boss) was a condescending asshole and a few other offers weren’t enough money. I know the right offer will come along and I am resigned to wait it out for the perfect offer. JD supports it and that makes it SO much easier not stressing about urgency.

I’ve got projects to do: Working on pom-pom socks, 4 book reviews to do for one of my side-hustles, deluttering and packing for the move, putting extra clothes on Poshmark, and maintaining my sanity.

Oh, and I’m going to Atlanta for a couple of weeks on the 28th and think I am going to nest and cook some decadent food. I’m sure JD will appreciate a lobster tail and I want to try to make some spicy black beans and coconut rise with a drizzle of homemade roasted red pepper puree.

That’s all for now.