Hot Girl Summer: Some thoughts

 It's Wednesday morning. Yesterday was great because some last minute work got cancelled. This morning I wake up to some more last minute work that has been assigned to me. With a 2 week turnaround.

That's good and bad I guess. 

I'm on one laptop screen though. I have a meeting at 3p EST which means I'm kind of staying by my computer all day. 

Two big pieces of gossip.

First Zadehkicks! I don't know if I mentioned I dabbled a bit in sneaker reselling after the persistence of a committee member. The whole thing wasn't really my cup of tea and after all my episodes of American Greed, something about it rang a little scammy.

But she was seeing a lot of success. So one day in a moment of weakness, I relented and ended up buying about $700 worth of sneakers. I really had mentally prepared for just like a $600 limit because I felt I could lose that much and not be worried. 

Anyway, long story short Zadehkicks is dissolving his business so people are scrambling. Luckily, I'm only out a few hundred dollars and my friend ultimately will be okay because it was just a side hustle for her but it was certainly cause for pause.

I hate that we have to have reality checks, but here we are.

I'd actually struggled a lot initially setting up the accounts needed to resell. Just a lot of technical issues. Which again, if we believe in signs, should have been cause for pause. And it was until it wasn't. 

It just makes me wonder about this Seattle trip. There were a lot of technical issues that made me almost not come. I hope something weird doesn't happen.

I am getting more work than I anticipated. I thought I'd have at least the month to relax but my manager keeps trying to find me work that I'm not asking for. 

And it just makes me wonder about my investments. It's scary to think what I would do if one of them turned out to be a scam. I would probably just die. So for now, although I vacillate periodically, I'm still keeping my investments spread across a few institutions.  The bulk is in one but at least there are some safety cushions (not nets). 

Speaking of money, I did find two possible new banks to transition to when I break up with my credit union.

Burying the lede

I had a date last night! It was a 2nd date and we did the thing. I understand now why people can hook up and it be meaningless. When you hookup with a complete stranger, I find it kind is of low value and maybe even low quality. 

It wasn't even that fun. 

But I'm glad I did it.

The story played out exactly how I thought. So instincts, you got it right.

This is a guy who Old Me would have filtered out at almost every point in our interaction: he was handsy; he looked at other girls and commented on their appearance while we were together; he hugged a little too long; he was a little more assertive in an uncomfortable way; after the date, he was handsy again, and I knew he would try to touch and kiss me, which he did; and was very agreeable to do more.

No surprises there.

The hookup was fine. I think some of my post-hysterectomy symptoms have made an already transactional experience for me a little less enjoyable because my partner I think isn't even enjoying himself. So it makes me feel like, then what good am I. We all know women are desired for their holes not their personalities.  At least before I had a nice hole going for me that was a pleasure palace, but now it's the creaky old playground that no one wants to play in. And that really sucks.

But this is part of the Hot Girl Summer experience. Get all my last hurrahs in and come to some conclusions I can move forward with knowing I made an informed decision.