landsharkkidd

I’m going on a cute date with my partner today. Gonna get some books and nerd stuff. And then have some burgers for dinner.

I can’t wait till we live together.

So I got an appointment with my psych on Thursday which is great, but it’s at 8:30 in the morning and I have work at 11, so I’ll have to go to my psych, have the appointment, go home (all uber because there it’s located is not near the train station or busses), and then uber back to work.

Well that sucks.

I’m excited for the Grand Final, only because of the day off. I don’t care about footy (I mean I have a team I barrick for but that’s it).

So teaching another freelancer my job has hired. And she’s continuously late to all of our meetings. And like I get it, I have ADHD. I understand being late. But I also let people know if I’ll be late, because of the anxiety but also it’s common decency. And it’s just frustrating, because she also never sends a message that she’ll be late.

Again, totally understand that shit happens, and I’ve told her about it. But this is the third time, she was 30 minutes late to the video chat and I was also training the other person that I’ve been looking after.

I just don’t know if I’m putting expectations on her and getting frustrated because of my ADHD. Or if it’s just… Iunno.

Meanwhile I’m over here grumbling with my monthly pay cycle…

So happy for you! It’s honestly a great feeling being able to work. I mean it sucks because you don’t get much time for yourself. But at the same time, having money is great.

I think I mentioned this two weeks ago, but man, I hate being in a middle-distance relationship. It’s nice that we don’t live like an hour and a half away any more and it’s like 20minute car rides. But ugh. I’m always going to cry like a baby whenever my partner has to go.

I know that this 2% thing Labor is doing might be a pipedream, but I need to move out. Love my mum and sister but sometimes it’s super difficult living here. I just want to live with them.

I cried when I got my ADHD diagnosis. And my psychiatrist was like “don’t cry!” And I’m like “happy tears!”. It’s such a great feeling! Though of course, you have to grapple with the idea that “oh my god this explains everything. I didn’t have to struggle through life!” And then you get sad again.

Not a huge gardening person, but I know that like it’s nice being able to grow your own stuff, even if it’s just spring onions. It gives them more life, and saves money too. Though I can’t comment on the spiders, because I too cry whenever I see them.