1) Decided I wanted to buy rugs for my apartment. Asked on Twitter where I could buy a cheap rug in Seattle. Ten minutes later, pulled up to Homegrown in Fremont to get lunch with Neighbor Danielle. This was three doors down:
Obvious conclusion: God reads my Twitter.
2) After purchasing an amazing rug for approximately 95% off its $1300 price tag, I decided I wanted to redecorate my patio. My neighbor and I went to Home Depot, where they had amazing deals on potted trees because they are all going to lose their leaves in a month. I bought four trees and she bought two. Then we put them all in my car. Along with the rug. Did I mention we both had our dogs with us?
3) Took the trees out of the car, created a small forest in our elevator, then transported the trees to my patio, where they look stunning. I will take a photo when it’s light again. Honestly when I tried to put plants on my patio myself, last year, it just ended up looking horrible and the cats ate all the plants anyway. Like within 10 minutes. I’m just flat-out incapable of doing this stuff. The brain process that manages it always goes into core dump immediately after initialization. But Danielle? Is a genius at it. It looks fab. Thank you, Danielle!
4) Cooked and consumed risotto with garlic.
5) Went to my friend Alicia’s house for Catan night. I suck at Catan. I’m like the worst Catan-er ever. I don’t understand any of the rules and I don’t understand how anyone else understands them either. It’s like football — the rules have been explained to me 100 times, and it doesn’t matter. I have no idea why sometimes I get two wheat cards and sometimes I get a wheat card and a paper card. I don’t understand what the knights do or why you want knights or when the barbarians are going to invade. Alicia and her boyfriend are hardcore about it. Her boyfriend could practically write the rulebook for Catan from memory. I lost badly. But Alicia had made homemade vanilla ice cream, which made it all worth it.
6) Came home, wrote my boss a frustrated email because he won’t send me to the Twitter conference in LA. He says I can go, he just won’t pay for it. (And I pretty much just spent my potential plane fare in trees today.) I felt bad about sending an angry email, but I did feel my points were valid.
7) I desperately want my LinkedIn profile to be 100% done. LinkedIn always says it’s at like 75%. I put in some bullshit about how my goal is to get married and have babies, and that pushed me up to 85% done, but I can’t figure out how to get over the rest of that hump. I think I have to ask people for recommendations. I downright refuse to do that. It makes me angry that they expect it. As revenge, I changed my industry from ‘Entertainment’ to ‘Dairy,’ and that amused me for long enough that I wasn’t angry anymore. I’m the CEO of a dairy company, y’all.
