I got a kitten, I figured out a general plan to decorate my kitchen (moar vintage alcohol ads, pls!), I’m spending way too much money lately, I’ve gained waaaaay too much weight in the last year, I am going to the gym every weekday and not totally hating it, I am not good at yoga because it is too serious, I finally put plants out in my apartment, I’ve got a boy living with me for a few weeks while relatives take over his place, I need to learn to stop buying things the second I want them, my cat is getting really fat, I’m excited to wear long sleeves, the weather makes me happy, I can’t seem to make myself sit and relax ever because there’s so much to clean, and my lunch has been sitting in the microwave for ten minutes so I’m going to get on that before heading to an antiques flea market to search for decor.

Overall, life is good but super busy and occasionally overwhelming. Next weekend I have a four-day weekend and the person I like to call my now-gay ex is coming to visit for a few days and I’m throwing a birthday party for Jorge and going to a christening and it should be grand.