Saint Valentine’s 2020

12,649 Days Alive

So, I’m still hip deep in the whole getting divorced thing, so this Saint Valentine’s Feast wasn’t romantically inclined. But it was still enjoyable.

At work, Miss A and Miss K (the other team lead) brought in treats for everyone. It was lovely and made a very difficult day a bit easier.

I may pick myself up a little treat when I go shopping this weekend. Not sure when I’ll have time, but I’ll find something. Maybe a nice cupcake or slice of cake? Maybe I’ll buy myself a desk plant. I don’t know.

I’m feeling pretty alone in the middle of a crowd today. Just in general, not really anything to do with the so-called holiday. I mean, it was an awesome evening at Villa Vanyar: pizza, cookies, video games, and puns. I crocheted while the ladies beat Guitar Hero.

But still I’m left feeling a little… hollow.

Tomorrow will be better, I’m sure. It’s Meg’s birthday bash and we’re hosting. It’s gonna be great!

Anyway, I’m exhausted. I’m gonna go read for a bit and then go to bed.

Take your meds, folks.

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