It’s another morning – but this time it’s WEDNESDAY! I’ve been up for a bit, as usual, due to all the usual reasons. We were just making our way out of bed – I was still under the blankets – when this gent sent me an early morning video call request.
Dude. Bruh.
I haven’t even had coffee yet.1
Tuesday was long. Shawshank‘s mom texted to let him know that his grandmother passed overnight. I got dressed and went with her to the nursing home to help clean out Gran’s room. We weren’t there very long, and I was home in time to have lunch with Shawshank.
My afternoon was the same as any other. I set up the bedroom, debated about what to wear, then got up on the bed. That’s what I tell myself when I feel like I don’t want to work: get up on the bed, chicky. It usually works. I stayed on for a few hours. They weren’t into me, but I still made a bit of money. I need to rework the “structure” of my show. I might save all my phone’s data and try to do a karaoke dance party on Friday night.
Today is our day off. We’re driving to Slightly BiggerTown for groceries. We’ll figure out the rest.
- And I don’t even offer 1-on-1, because I am awkward and I will laugh at them. ↩︎
