Milestones
Nov. 7th, 2024 07:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
disappointed_lesbianWhat a relief to finally be able to afford the skincare products I need! I just ordered another peel, a mild one this time, so hopefully I won't be giving myself anymore PIH. I also ordered something to help with skin hydration. It came to fifty bucks.
The money I just got is disappearing fast. Yesterday, I had to buy a second bottle of quick-dissolve melatonin after deciding, after some trial-and-error, that my latest bottle was behind my not sleeping for three days straight. I used to use that brand all the time; I'm not sure what's changed.
I also bought a new pair of earrings this evening. The only way, it seems, to find a pair of earrings that isn't overly ornamental is to search for men's earrings, so that's where I started off. Finding suitable earrings at any local store is out of the question, unless I lived in a metropolis like San Francisco maybe. I got myself a nice pair of walnut wooden studs. I was going to buy two pairs of earrings because each of my lobes is pierced twice, but I decided to hold off, both to save money and to figure out what look I like best.
I've have earrings in all four of my lobe piercings before, and I didn't like it, but that may have been the earrings I had (black studs). The ones I just bought have a more neutral look. I'm thinking I'll try a darker set of wood for one set of piercings and a lighter set for the other. Then I'll have one more piercing to fill, one on my upper ear that I can't remember the name of. I'm thinking a metallic blue huggie hoop will look good for that one. I had completely forgotten about this piercing until a couple of months ago and had to force it back open from it's partially healed state with safety pins. Then I kept the hoop from the opposite ear in it for a while.
I'm shifting my bedtime and get-up-time back by thirty minutes. Thanks to daylight savings time, the early morning is no longer dark for as long as it was before, and my neighbors are up and about earlier as well (to my annoyance). I feel rushed, and, once again, crowded out of my own neighborhood.
Today was grocery day. There wasn't much at the discount grocery store, which is one of the places I usually shop at. I got the last few boxes of pea protein pasta, so that's a "staple" that I'll have to figure out how to replace come next month (everything that comes from the discount grocery store is at best a temporary staple because the store, whose stock consists of surplus and unpopular items from mainstream stores, inevitably runs out of everything).
I didn't get to do all the shopping I'd planned because I decided to come home early to accept the phone appointment I was supposed to have with the women's health division. I'd tried and failed several times to cancel this appointment, so I was expecting someone to call me, but no one did as far as I could tell. The provider with whom these appointments are scheduled is in only once per week, so it's going to be yet another eternity before I get another appointment with her. Exasperating. All the birth control methods are horrible anyways; maybe I should just give up on this. I wanted to have a consultation at least, however.
Something is still dehydrating me at night and I have no idea what. The filling of my new quilt is only 95% cotton, 5% polyester. Is that five percent responsible? I don't feel over-heated while sleeping underneath it. I'm so sick of this shit. This is utter madness, how sensitive I am to so many seemingly minor sleep-related variables.
I should be studying right now but shifting from online shopping mode to studying mode, especially while I'm tired, is not easy.
Yesterday was the first time in a long time that I've been light enough to do a pull-up. And the United States has elected a convicted felon to the presidency. USians are so trashy. I hope that Trump will at least do something about the immigration debacle. By do something, I mean stop it and deport a bunch of people. Crossing the border at will should be for refugees only.
Forcing myself to go study now.
The money I just got is disappearing fast. Yesterday, I had to buy a second bottle of quick-dissolve melatonin after deciding, after some trial-and-error, that my latest bottle was behind my not sleeping for three days straight. I used to use that brand all the time; I'm not sure what's changed.
I also bought a new pair of earrings this evening. The only way, it seems, to find a pair of earrings that isn't overly ornamental is to search for men's earrings, so that's where I started off. Finding suitable earrings at any local store is out of the question, unless I lived in a metropolis like San Francisco maybe. I got myself a nice pair of walnut wooden studs. I was going to buy two pairs of earrings because each of my lobes is pierced twice, but I decided to hold off, both to save money and to figure out what look I like best.
I've have earrings in all four of my lobe piercings before, and I didn't like it, but that may have been the earrings I had (black studs). The ones I just bought have a more neutral look. I'm thinking I'll try a darker set of wood for one set of piercings and a lighter set for the other. Then I'll have one more piercing to fill, one on my upper ear that I can't remember the name of. I'm thinking a metallic blue huggie hoop will look good for that one. I had completely forgotten about this piercing until a couple of months ago and had to force it back open from it's partially healed state with safety pins. Then I kept the hoop from the opposite ear in it for a while.
I'm shifting my bedtime and get-up-time back by thirty minutes. Thanks to daylight savings time, the early morning is no longer dark for as long as it was before, and my neighbors are up and about earlier as well (to my annoyance). I feel rushed, and, once again, crowded out of my own neighborhood.
Today was grocery day. There wasn't much at the discount grocery store, which is one of the places I usually shop at. I got the last few boxes of pea protein pasta, so that's a "staple" that I'll have to figure out how to replace come next month (everything that comes from the discount grocery store is at best a temporary staple because the store, whose stock consists of surplus and unpopular items from mainstream stores, inevitably runs out of everything).
I didn't get to do all the shopping I'd planned because I decided to come home early to accept the phone appointment I was supposed to have with the women's health division. I'd tried and failed several times to cancel this appointment, so I was expecting someone to call me, but no one did as far as I could tell. The provider with whom these appointments are scheduled is in only once per week, so it's going to be yet another eternity before I get another appointment with her. Exasperating. All the birth control methods are horrible anyways; maybe I should just give up on this. I wanted to have a consultation at least, however.
Something is still dehydrating me at night and I have no idea what. The filling of my new quilt is only 95% cotton, 5% polyester. Is that five percent responsible? I don't feel over-heated while sleeping underneath it. I'm so sick of this shit. This is utter madness, how sensitive I am to so many seemingly minor sleep-related variables.
I should be studying right now but shifting from online shopping mode to studying mode, especially while I'm tired, is not easy.
Yesterday was the first time in a long time that I've been light enough to do a pull-up. And the United States has elected a convicted felon to the presidency. USians are so trashy. I hope that Trump will at least do something about the immigration debacle. By do something, I mean stop it and deport a bunch of people. Crossing the border at will should be for refugees only.
Forcing myself to go study now.
