I Haven't Seen My Dad In..... 12 Years? In Person Anyway. We've Sent Photos Every So Often, And A Video

I haven't seen my dad in..... 12 years? In person anyway. We've sent photos every so often, and a video or two.

(Many, many reasons one of which being every single time I've tried to set up a visit, something has fallen through. Either on my end or his. It simply kept not working out. Year after year. Before I knew it, 12 (ish) years had passed! It's sad, really sad, tbh....)

But I am so excited because 1) I get to see my dad and 2) my husband is meeting my dad for the first time and 3) my babies are meeting their grand-pappi for the first time.

So many great things!!

🤞🏻💕🤞🏻💕🤞🏻💕🤞🏻💕🤞🏻

My best friend came by this evening. After I cooked a snack she randomly whipped out two craft bags she'd set behind the couch. Cleaned off the table. Then proceeded to unpack box after box of beads, string, clasps, etc etc

I was feeling crappy but pushed through sitting down and getting situated with crafty stuff. I started feeling better after a while, making a lil bracelet. It's cute! The main charm, I didnt realize until after, glows in the dark. Hehe. Yesssssss.

Then I randomly had the urge to dig into my cabinet for craft twigs. Started making a lil wall-hanging. Each beaded strand representing each member of our friend group, with some neutrals in between.

Gonna be cute as heck when I'm done with it. My hips locked up from sitting so long. It'd have been worse if I hadn't pulled my super cushioned accent chair up to the table to sit in.

She just left a little while ago. I got my kiddos wound down for bed a tad early. Incense and a candle going in my room. All tucked in and cozy. I took my bracelet off but still feel the phantom sensation on my wrist.

So sleepy. So cozy. I love it when she comes over. She's such a soothing, safe bubble of a being and I'm always super relaxed and dozy during/after visits.

Auntie Reindeer, my eldest lovingly, accidentally, called her. (She's Auntie Raven) I lost my train of thought. Like. The entire train, gone xD

Rest well y'all.

I'm so nauseous I'm so nauseous I'm so nauseous

I'm so nauseous huuueeeegghhkkkkk

I can never get my portions right. I ate half a bowl of chicken garlic/basil pasta and I'm full.

I absolutely hate the feeling of being full. Not even overly full or anything. Just full. It's an awful feeling to me.... and I can never get my portions right. I just want to vom.

I know so many say "You should be thankful you have enough food to feel full because there are others who don't"

And while I get that..... I am thankful....

It just...doesnt help. At all. So then I feel physically horrendous AND guilty.

I think I made..... I didnt actually count it yet but possibly $15 over the last 3 days? Technically joining the sale was to get rid of things not to make muns. But it's still nice to have pocket funds.

Yard sales are a dwindling event these days. I hope they don't go extinct. There is a certain coexisting thrill of the 'hunt' and quiet intimacy of meeting people and acquiring their long-cherished belongings.

I've attended and hosted/been apart of many 'a sale and simply enjoy the process/experience. (Even though these days the set up and tear down broke me more)

Upside? Got rid of a decent amount of little clutter AND acquired leftovers from my friend that I love. A cardigan she'd gotten and I think simply never wore. A box that was previously our mutual friend's before that, haha.

A woven blanket which is nice. And a couple of autumn jackets. Things I will use and enjoy in the place of things that cluttered my space and mind, causing distress. I think it went well. Oh and a meat mallet. Which has been on my 'need to search thrift for one' list for like 3 months. So that worked out!

I'm content. Feeling rough. But content. ♡