Oh joy… today started at 3AM.
Not because I’m ambitious, but because allergies decided to make an appearance. Chest tight, nose running, not enough to be miserable, just enough to make being awake suck even more. It always hits around this time of year.
A couple of ice pops helped (thank you, childhood comforts).
I put on Orion and the Dark, a kids’ movie, easy and light. My body felt… weird. Like I was wearing someone else’s skin. Everything was stiff, achy, over-sensitive. Not quite painful, just loud. I took a couple of painkillers to dial it all down, and finally fell asleep around 5AM to The Wild Robot, which I’ve seen before. Missed my 7AM alarm, rolled out around 8 instead.
The day picked up from there.
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Did my usual morning routine.
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Sprayed about ¾ gallon of Roundup around the weeds. I hate using chemicals, but I need to make things easier where I can.
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Froze another batch of garlic squares, prepping now for later ease.
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Dug out an old solar security light and stuck it on charge. I’ll set it up behind the 5th wheel so I can see what’s happening around the fire pit and avoid tripping over tree stumps in the dark.
Then I spent way too long researching gallery plugins for this blog. NextGen was promising but created security holes I don’t have the time or energy to patch. I haven’t found a good alternative yet. It’s frustrating when the tech side gets in the way of creativity.
Now, about Bumble…
I updated my profile and fully expected radio silence. I mean, “Smash the Patriarchy & Eat the Rich” probably doesn’t scream approachable, but hey, filters out the nonsense, right?
Turns out I got a handful of matches. One guy in particular is gorgeous and laying it on thick. It’s so obvious he’s trying to seduce me. I’m amused. I respond with the blandest, driest energy possible and watch him try harder. It’s entertaining, at least.
A few others were… meh.
One guy almost trauma-dumped on me during introductions. Nope. Not the time.
Another told me he’s “more of a listener than a talker,” which is fine—except I have nothing to listen to. I’m trying to assess character, not run a monologue.
At this point, if you can’t hold a conversation, I’m not interested. I’ve done the heavy lifting in communication before. Never ends well.
Also… I forgot to eat.
Classic.
Munched on the leftover rice from yesterday and called it a night.
Food shop tomorrow. Let’s hope I remember to actually eat it.
