13,302 Days Alive
16+/- Till my Flight Back to Tampa
4 Hours Working at the Costume Shop
2 Helpings of the Papas’ Vegetarian Lasagna
I’m happily exhausted today. Helped Papa Ben for several hours at his shop today. Sorted and measured costumes for his needing to be finished production of Elf that he’s working on.
He has all but the Peter Pan collar of the Buddy the Elf costume done. I can’t help much more beyond what I did today as I fly home around noon tomorrow.
I’ll be happy to see Spock for sure. But gods I am looking forward to the next adventure. I’m happy where I am, but growth should be a challenge, make you think and wonder and strive towards your goal. And that’s what I’m doing now.
I had to delete four friends from my Facebook. Perhaps five? For hateful remarks towards people who are dealing with Covid.
None a great loss, except for one. I’ve just… I feel like I’ve outgrown this person. I feel that our continued attempts to keep a wounded friendship alive, when there is no trust on my end due their mercurial personality that is quite unlikely to shift towards the positive, was damaging to us both. They didn’t seem to like me anymore. Nor were they kind to other mutual friends. Nor did they make any positive changes about the toxic situation they are in. I just… couldn’t anymore. And I’m sadly not the only one who felt that way. So, I hope they find happiness and growth in their own way. I’m sorry to see them go, but happy I no longer have to walk on broken glass, metaphorically speaking, in many conversations.
Anyway, I’ve taken my meds, appeased the Duolingo owl, and have done most of my pre-packing for tomorrow’s flight.
I’m headed for sleep.
Take your meds, folks.
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