2.15.25
On the way to the Flea Market this morning we talked about how pleasantly different it was to be awake and productive early-ish on a weekend with plans. During active addiction, I might have made plans with the best intentions to go. This morning, I wouldn’t have had the energy to get out of bed, much less get ready for the day and leave the house. I would have made one hundred excuses to feel justified in my decision to isolate and not do anything for the day. Instead, I had energy, and I got to go look for treasures while also doing one of my favorite things: people watching!
The people watching did not disappoint, as usual. A Flea Market at the fairgrounds is a prime location for this. There were some cool trinkets to look at and I bought a raunchy T-shirt. I know, shocking. Home for the evening I decided to do some adulting. I was able to finish my laundry and even put it away. I made banana bread and a chocolate cake with cream cheese frosting.
My life is pretty fucking boring still. But if feels good to feel good while being boring. 🙂
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