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In Which We Don’t Go To A Movie

An open journal with pages decorated in red, black, and lime green. The left page has slanted horizontal sections; the right is decorated with stylized poppies.

Journal spread with washi tape, Pitt pen and white gel pen.

Spoiler: we didn’t go to the movie on Monday.  Or on Tuesday.  Possibly tomorrow, we’ll see.  But we are slowly chipping away at the enormous stack of Things What Need Doing.

Last night I had myself an anxiety attack, which was about as delightful as it sounds.  I stayed up half the night desperately haunting Pinterest in an attempt to distract myself enough to calm down, and something must have rubbed off because I had a BRAINWAVE.  Actually two brainwaves.  One is a plan for awesomizing my workspace, if I ever get my room clean enough to rearrange.  The other I am gonna sit on for a while.  Stay tuned.

In Which A Crisis Is Averted

Journal page decorated with yellow striped tape and a drawing of a bumblebee.  Text: "Woke up this morning to an awful buzzing.  'Oh no -- the wasps are already getting in!' When I dared to get up the buzzing started again... like a motorcycle.  Then I saw it -- a HUGE great enormous bumblebee.  So I opened the window and let it out."  The bee's thought bubble reads: "Jeez, lady, what took you?"

Journal page with washi tape and colored pencil.

So yeah, that happened.  Ordinarily I’d whine like a baby for my mother to deal with it, but she’s been deathly ill this week, so I had to put on my big girl panties, and lo and behold it just wasn’t as big a deal as I’d thought it was.  (My biggest problem was convincing the stupid thing to fly UNDER the window sash and not keep trying to climb through the glass.  Insects, man.)

Life lessons R us.