Okay - so I survived Covid. Lost my sense of smell and taste for one day, though sauces are still tasting a little chemical-y. I slept for three days straight and in between watched my garbage comfort show VanderPump Rules because that's what you're supposed to do when you're sick, right?
I'm feeling a little stir crazy right now. One of the jobs I do (freelance editing) is slow as fuck, which is STUPID because I just moved into my new place and now money is a little tight. But things are different than a few years ago and I'm able to mostly afford it because I am an adult, at least in theory.
I started a new class this week, finished 2 within the last week, which is something to be proud of. Not sure if I got Covid because I over work myself but it seems like that's a possibility. One day, I would like to only have one job again. It's always the worst in the summer because I get super FOMO and feel like I should be doing something when in actuality I never do a damn thing all summer long.
I don't know, I guess I'm just feeling a little sad right now because I didn't sleep a lot last night. Yesterday my roommate and I went to go see a friend who's been working at nearby resort. We went in the lazy river and had a drink, and then ran out of gas on the side of the road an exit away from our apartment. I couldn't sleep last night because my brain was wired from the adventure. But it's fine... EVERYTHING IS FINE.
Honestly... I could go for another afternoon of lazy river-ing.
