It has been a lazy day full of movies, reading, and lounging. This was much needed. D and I woke up with massive hangovers. I didn’t even work today like I had planned. Fuck it.
Just thinking about Monday is making me feel panicky though. Ugh.
So what did I watch? I started with The Descent, which is one of my favorite horror flicks. It’s about a group of girlfriends who go spelunking in an uncharted cave, and shit goes way bad. Way, way, bad. It’s brutal. And I love it. Lol.
Then I watched The Skeleton Key, which is another favorite. It’s characterized as horror, but I think of it as more of a supernatural thriller. It’s not really scary, but it’s atmospheric and creepy.
We watched season 2 of The Tudors over the past week to get hyped up for our costumes. We’ve decided to watch season 3 too, because it’s a really good season as well. I used to be kind of obsessed with this period in history, and rewatching this show makes me want to re-read Alison Weir’s book The Six Wives of Henry VIII, which I have upstairs. Yep…that’s going to happen.
I’m currently reading a horror novel by a new to me author. It’s the right time of year for it.
The party last night was fun. We played Buzzed, which went over well. I’m going to get the expansion pack before the SAD party. The party went until about 2:30 ish (I think). I was pretty drunk so I’m not entirely sure. Lots of attendees this year. Maybe too many. It gets overwhelming. Hosting is fun, but it’s a lot.
We planned ahead, knowing we’d feel shitty today, and had everything on hand to make a roast. It turned out really well, and was the perfect hangover supper.
I saw this meme earlier, and it made me laugh:
I’m kind of in love with the “B” pearl necklace I bought as part of my Anne Boleyn costume, and I’m now searching for a “J” version, because I will totally rock that look for real.
D very sweetly gifted me some spending money for our anniversary. I’m excited to do a shop. I’ve been being very good recently, since finances are tight at the firm. As you know, I’m a bit of a shopaholic and wannabe fashionista, so this was the perfect gift. Thanks, babe. ❤️
It’s approaching nine pm, and I have an awful case of Sunday night anxiety. I can feel it lodged in my chest. I’m not even sure why, since the atmosphere at the firm has been so much better since he left. I guess it’s because it’s still a heavy burden to bear, and now I truly do bear it alone.
I’m trying to have no expectations going into the week. I get these ideas about how things will go, and I’m almost always wrong. Hopefully, the week will be kind.
I’m looking forward to the time change next weekend. I’m one of those weirdos who loves it to be dark. I love this time of year. I really do.
I’m going to go enjoy the rest of my evening.