Just like every other week of my life, it was mostly good and I had a lot of fun, but just one bad thing happened and that’s all I clearly remember now.
This week I played games with my wife, we both made new friends, which we’ve been hoping for for a long time, went to an in game event and laughed our asses off about how crazy that got. It was really fun.
But then I got sick, severely injured my pinky toe and can’t walk, and had a minor argument with my wife because I woke her up to ask what to do about it, even though I knew what to do already and my anxiety just made me not trust myself.
I really hope the good parts are the parts that stick in my head, but that’s not usually how it goes with me.
Aw man, that sucks both for its effects and for how much people underestimate the consequences. Did you stub it or cut it? Keep it snuggled up to the two toes next to it and make sure there’s a steady supply of chocolate.
Slammed it into my solid wood coffee table in the dark because I wasn’t paying attention. Broke it, which is the second bone I’ve broken in my life. The first was the same toe, the same way.
The toe is cursed I think.
There’s a 50/50 chance I just got myself fired for standing up for myself at work, I’ll find out on Tuesday when I go back in, I guess; it really doesn’t matter to me anymore, I wasn’t happy there, just stressed. If I’m not, then that’s cool.
This is definitely the most euphoric I’ve felt in years, I think I’m going to celebrate with a trip to the beach and maybe look for some spots to skate. I think I’ll start self advocating for myself more, too. I like this feeling.
I just purchased my first car today. I’ve never needed a car before because paying for Uber was cheaper, but now with my new job, transportation costs will be lower with a car.
I’m excited and nervous at the same time. I’ve heard about the stress that comes with driving, but never experienced it with a brand new car that I just purchased.
I’m also trying to find a good name for the car, but it should come to me in due time. Overall, I think it’s worth it and that I’ll hopefully feel less stressed the more I drive.
My driving instructor always used to say “for all its faults, a car is still highly addictive”, and he’s totally right. But of course how much you enjoy driving it depends on where and how much you do that. Congrats anyway! What type of car is it, and what style of name did you have in mind?
I’m neutral, thanks for asking. Struggling between a heavy workload and leaping over my last university hurdle. The start of a new year is always a challenge, but one step at a time.
More immediately no one sick, hurt, dying, or dead. So I got that going for me, which is nice.
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