I love paper

Haters gonna hate (i.e. my husband lol), but I love the feel of a paper book. I love turning the pages. I love bookmarks. I love carrying books around with me. I just love paper in general. I love writing things down by hand. I like important docs to be tangible. I love printed photos. I like stickers. I love sending and receiving cards and letters. I guess I’m old fashioned, but that’s okay. ♥️


I’m exhausted today. I’m so thankful it’s Saturday, and I can rest. Though I am trying to put a dent in laundry mountain. It’s gotten way out of control.

I hate how much being tired fucks with my mental health. When I feel like this, it’s easy to go down a dark rabbit hole of worthlessness. I’m trying to fight back with positive thoughts. And probably a social media break would help. So would a nap.


I am loved.

I am special.

I am worth it.


I’m super disappointed that I had to cancel my plans. I had a lunch date AND a dinner date. I was very much looking forward to both.

My new date:

Not so bad. ♥️

I wasn’t disappointed about not going into the office. I enjoy the work from home life. I’m so pleased that working from home whenever I want is in my employment contract.

My boss is currently 22 min late for our phone meeting. He’s always late. It drives me crazy. I one of those people who is always on time/early. Always.

Pics from our Iceland trip were in my Facebook memories today. That was such an amazing trip. ♥️

I’m grateful tomorrow is Friday.

I’ve really phoned it in this week.

Tonight I will be alone, and plan to have a self-care night. I feel pretty bad tbh. Rest sounds good.