Today was... not exactly a headline-making day.
I woke up and pretty much spent the entire day cleaning around the house. Because apparently I live in a home that requires constant supervision. I clean one room, turn around, and somehow another room has decided to become a crime scene. I don't know who keeps making messes around here, but I'm beginning to suspect everyone except me. Sometimes I think Adriana will do things purposely to get to me 😂 she knows how OCD I am. The house did get cleaned, though, so I'll count that as a win.
After finally getting my ass moving I spent a good part of my morning helping Adriana with selling her clothes again in between wiping counters and mopping floors. So I guess it wasn't a completely useless day. We worked on some of the clothing she has been wanting to sell, seeing that skeleton dressed up still makes me giggle. 😂 Leave it to Adriana to think of something so silly. I don't know how dressing the skeleton became part of my responsibilities, but here we are. Apparently, according to Adriana, even the dead need a wardrobe.
Pink After Dark?
Didn't really touch it today.
Sometimes I have a million ideas running through my head and can't wait to get started. Other days, my brain looks at the list of things I need to do and quietly walks out the back door. Today was apparently a back-door kind of day.
My boyfriend finally came to see me after being MIA for three days. He was here for about an hour. Then he left again. At this point, I'm starting to feel like I should install a revolving door. There is a particular kind of loneliness that comes from someone being physically present for a little while and then disappearing again before you've even had time to settle into the fact that they are there.
Anyway.
Somewhere along the way, I finally decided to take a shower and get ready. Like, actually ready. For what? Idk. To sit in my clean house, I guess, because I had absolutely nowhere to go.
I curled my hair.
I did my makeup.
I put myself together.
And I have absolutely no idea why.
I don't really get to get out much, so apparently I decided the living room deserved the full Dahlia experience today. My bathroom mirror got the best version though and honestly that part kind of bothered me. Not because getting ready was pointless. I actually enjoy it. I like looking in the mirror and seeing myself looking put together. It was the realization that I don't really have anywhere to take that version of myself. There are clothes sitting in my closet that have never been worn. There are outfits I like that I only get to look at lol. There are days when I get dressed up and then spend the rest of the day sitting around the house wondering what exactly I was preparing for. Tonight, apparently, I was preparing for the thrilling adventure of walking from the bathroom to the living room.
Five stars.
Would recommend.
My day wasn't horrible. It just wasn't much.
I cleaned.
I helped Adriana with clothes.
I dressed a skeleton, because apparently that's a normal part of my day now.
My boyfriend finally remembered who I was for about an hour.
I showered.
I curled my hair.
I put on makeup.
Just to stay home.
So, for real today was just a normal Saturday wearing a fake mustache.
Not every day needs to teach you something I guess some days your just proud of yourself for getting through them.
And honestly, that's enough.
🎃 Dahlia