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Salutations lovers.

Woke up feeling my rutness today. I had already planned on posting a quick life update and so this goes well like a Polly-O cheese stick with Smartfood butter popcorn. (Trust me.)

I know I’m preaching to the choir here, but I’m feeling the financial tightness. Everyday I try to sacrifice more and more, in order to budget better and meet my numbers on Rocket Money, but even though it feels like there should be progress…I just don’t think I see enough. I could potentially be softer on myself, but I don’t know if it’s justified. And that is a whole other discussion I don’t want to get into. But we’ll see. What else is there to do?

I know I’m doing everything I should be doing and can be doing in a healthy way for me. I’m applying left and right. I’ve had two potential job offers but they weren’t offering enough. I rocked the fricken house during a panel interview for the county. And am working in the other place I’d been wanting for years a chance to work at: the bank. I’ve been offered a job at a hospital, bank, and the county. Three places I’d never thought I’d get in. So ya, money is really tight but I’m making moves. Maybe one day I’ll actually, truly believe this.

Aesthetics over everything, am I right?

As far as frugality and budgeting, I know I’m making strides there, too. Significant strides. Phuck you Uber Eats. Your bad service was the best thing you ever did for me. 🤌Also, I’ve been using Pinterest to Pretty-In-Pink outfits. I need to get creative, especially if I’m working at a bank. Aesthetics over everything, am I right? It’s not just that though. I like dressing up for me. It makes me feel good. Anyhow, yes, I have definitely made strides in this horrid economy while my President throws himself a 90 Million Dollar birthday parade. 🥳

Things could, of course, be better but they could also be worse. I just need to continue working on believing and trusting myself and do some Yoga with Adrienne, which always helps.

I got this. 🫠

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We must feast our eyes. Feast our eyes with art and self-expression. It’s the only thing in life worth a damn and that makes you feel alive. Something as simple as looking at my newly painted nails brings up my spirits. Without art, life is just unseasoned chicken. Gross.

I love my new life. And I will fight tooth and nail to keep it. Reading Robin McKinley’s Beauty with beautifully painted nails, by my girl @nailsavvy, while listening to Medieval Lofi as the sun spills into my living room is my God-given right. God damn it.

So party on Wayne.

So party on Wayne. Party on Garth. Because all of the things we’re worried about today may not be relevant tomorrow. And no. Not necessarily in a depressing way, but in a life-could-get-better-way.

I will break my nostalgic, millennial broadcast by sharing a new song by Benson Boone that gives me Physical by Olivia Newton-John

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