We have the kids this weekend. We have plans to use the firepit tonight, weather permitting.
We are also cooking a big fall themed fancy pants Friday night dinner tonight, and I am pumped for it .
This is my favorite time of year.
I have a to-do list for the weekend. I have to work on a few cases, because I am always behind, no matter what I do. I want to finish reorganizing my closet; ya know, moving out all the summer clothes and moving in all the fall/winter stuff. I have a closet in my study, which I use for the out of season clothes. It kind of feels like shopping in my own closet when I rediscover stuff I had forgotten about, but is now appropriate to wear again, like my favorite velvet dress. I really need more velvet in my life.
Back to the to-do list: I also have a scary movie I want to watch with Frey. Jackson and I have a baking project planned. He says he wants to do more cooking, and I’m excited to show him the ropes. I also need to squeeze in some exercise. And hopefully some rest and relaxation. Oh and Jackson desperately needs new clothes, so I need to get that dealt with as well. So much to do, so little time.
We have fun plans on Saturday night with C&J, which I am excited about. More on that after.
I told something to my business partner yesterday that made him cry. It wasn’t a mean thing. Just a reality. He cried because he’s sad and doesn’t want it to happen. I would like to avoid it as well, but he needs to know it’s on the table. We have many more things that we need to discuss – some of which will be difficult topics – but I’m trying to ease us into it. We aren’t going to be able to change everything overnight, but change must happen, or I’m out, and, honestly, I may be out anyway. I cannot live like this anymore. When I’m done, I’m done.
I have been feeling more confident and daring lately. I say what’s on my mind. I’m not as worried about what other people think and/or pissing anyone off. I have earned this position, and I need to remember that I absolutely do not owe anyone anything. I do not need to take shit off of people. 2020 is going to be the year of no bullshit, but I might as well start right now. Fuck it, and fuck you if you don’t like it.
I need to remember that whatever will be will be, and try to calm my tits, because otherwise I’m seriously going to have a rage-stroke.
That’s all for now. I must get some of this shit off my desk.
