+ One year ago, that horrible excuse of a man got elected as our president. I can still recall feeling physically sick to my stomach when that became apparent (I was so upset that I actually took a mental health day the next day). I have learned to function again, but no, I haven’t gotten used to the circus he’s created. I cringe every time he opens his mouth and the ridiculousness that comes out of it. Don’t you also feel sometimes like you’re watching a movie? That this can’t be real life? How did we go from Obama to this?
+ I am having a four-day weekend ahead of me and I couldn’t be more excited. We get tomorrow off for Veteran’s Day, but since this is my regular day off (RDO), I get to take the 8 hours off on Monday. Woot.
+ I am seriously considering a Bullet Journal for 2018. I have been a loyal Inkwell Press Planner user for the last three years and the new coil-free planner (which lies flat for easy writing) looks really nice, but something about the bullet journal is speaking to me. However, I am bit intimidated by ‘setting it up’ all by myself. I’ve bookmarked quite a few websites with how-tos and general inspiration. Have you used a bullet journal? Give me your thoughts (and show me your layouts)!
+ Tea all the life-long day. That’s all.
+ Instagram really is my favorite social media platform, but the Instagram algorithm is honestly driving me bonkers. I am following a few people who are doing #onedayhh posts today and the posts all show up in the wrong order. When will you fix this mess, @instagram?
+ I had a really f**ked up dream a couple of nights ago. I dreamed about my grandma. This is very random, because a) I hadn’t really thought about her in the last few days and b) my grandma died when I was 6 years old. In my dream though, she hadn’t died, but it turned out that she and my grandpa had separated (I don’t remember why) and she had lived a separate life somewhere else for decades. I mean, WHAT? I was heartbroken and angry about it and rembember screaming and crying in my dream. I woke up so emotionally drained. Anyone want to try some “dream interpretation” on that one? I am so confused. Why would I dream something like that? She would have never done that, she was so dedicated to our family.
What’s a random thought on your mind today?