When are we?: a rant

The month of march really seemed to fly by. Well specifically starting the week before I did a road trip to Coe. Anything before that, the beginning of March, I have no recollection of what I was doing or how I was feeling or when things occurred. But, as a prepared to leave work for a whopping four days my mental clock began ticking of things I needed to get done before then and the list is never ending. The list is always infinity. So then I get to Coe and I’m feeling hyped about returning to an old place and seeing old friends and processing repressed emotions while also navigating pandemic things as per usual. Then we leave and it’s crunch time because I have to get back to work to work a morning shift and then probably do many other things I can’t remember and I always want to celebrate Annika’s birthday (twice) and also that weekend my coworkers and I are planning a thrift store pop-up and its many logistical things that go into any project— I just remembered the week before that week I was celebrating a friend’s birthday and drinking excessively to a point of being debilitated at work. Not my most shining moment and will I learn form it? Probably not.— So I’m working and then also doing thrift shop things with all of my other coworkers on our understaffed team and also we need to hire someone so we’re not so understaffed but there are six roadblocks in the way of attaining that goal. So the weekend is over and I am doing my weekly planning prep where I make a list of everything I need to do that day of the week and I realize I don’t have time off until mid-April (hard flex) and I know that isn’t promoting a healthy work life balance but also shit gotta get done. So I’m working— oh and also I’m drinking espresso with my team everyday because I want to enjoy coffee and spend time with friends outside of work so it’s enjoyable but also still a task on the list— and also it’s interview time because I finally surpassed all the road blocks but also it’s easter and since I’ve gotten back into church choir because I miss singing that means it’s also holy week which means extra events and my inbox reaches three digits and for some reason I can’t get myself to just delete or at least archive the three confirmation emails about my amazon shipment even though its already arrived so it’s basically useless so other more important and relevant emails get pushed to the bottom and i get “just following up” emails from people because i told them i’d get back to them by the end of the week but that was two weeks ago so I reply, a week after receiving the follow up, that I will get back to them by the end of this week but it’s not until today, the day after the weekend of that week, that I do a mass responding of emails over a beer and brat in-between work and improv class.

And here’s a photo dump, in no particular order, of that entire time period of the rant. Enjoy 🙂