i love my life right now. in the depths of despair i NEVER thought i'd be able to say that. thanks money and 20mg of lexapro. ahhhh.
i woke up happy once again.
no real friends to speak of.
no motivation to cook a hot meal.
put waffles in the toaster and calling it a day.
hung out with my neighbor briefly yesterday. a sunny breezy bike ride at the park. have i mentioned i love my new town. he recounted a blow up he had at a restaurant that according to him got the waiter fired. ha! so glad, i'm not attached to that guy! that's not my life anymore. he was with his other friend who stood up for him and called over the manager and owner. that can't be me!
i'm not an entitled white man. and turns out i never will be. it's a waiter. i mean... that's no one's dream job last i checked. what is the big deal.
oh well.
i mean to be sure customer service people have made me cry in the past, and it was tough to get over when i was in the pit of despair. but thanks to financial independence and medicine, i am definitely on team Whatevs.
anyway...my last full week of work coming up and i'm on PTO. then i leave for my early retirement party. yay!
then come back and be happy and then leave for my cruise.
my apartment is a mess.
i was looking at pictures from my trip to kenya and i see the little pooch in my stomach from being at a record high of 150 lbs. and i still feel fine. i look great for a 41 year old!! i look at old pics and think of all the time i wished i were a little bit thinner (and I was!). what a waste of brain cells!
no more... at my highest weight..and i feel fine about it. i don't desire to actively lose weight or be smaller. i'll buy bigger clothes. i wear the same 3 outfits anyway... ahhhh... to never working and thinning out my closet even more...yay!
happy sunday!!!
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