Happy Saturday, loners.
It’s been a weird week. I’m kind of excited it’s Saturday mostly because it means Sunday is tomorrow, and that means Monday (the start of a new week) is almost here.
This past week had a rough start. Sofia and I got back to the city on Monday and there was what appeared to be an inch of pollen coating our front deck. I decided to mop it up, despite the fact that I’m actually allergic to pollen — not “annoyed by it” actually allergic. Anyway, I don’t know what possessed me. My mouth has been itchy and I’ve wanted to tear my eyes out ever since. Butttttttt… at least the deck looks good.
I also didn’t help myself by making a tomato-heavy dinner that night. Then the following night Sofia and I went out for Indian food with some friends that was absolutely incredible, but of course I ate more tomato and now my stomach lining is inflamed. When my autoimmune stuff got really bad a couple years ago, I actually was prescribed an EpiPen because my tomato allergy had escalated so much. Thankfully it’s much milder now, which unfortunately has made me cocky. And that cockiness means I paid the price all week. I’ve spent it alternating between antacids and self-pity.
Then Tuesday night, as if things couldn’t get more chaotic, our house alarm went off twice — once at 1:30 in the morning and again at 4:30 (one of the sensors had come loose). We knew immediately nobody was trying to break in because Georgia didn’t react at all. She just climbed into bed with us and groaned dramatically. She can hear our gate unlatch over the sound of The Real Housewives blasting on our TV, so trust me, if someone was anywhere near the house she would’ve been in full guard-dog mode. It was honestly kind of funny to watch her care so little about something that was so deeply jarring to us.
Then the following night she woke us up panting and had to be taken outside a bunch of times because now apparently she has some sort of gastro issue.
It’s just been one of those weeks, loners.
Today I’m gonna water the plants, maybe catch up on TV shows I’ve fallen behind on, and pretend I’m going to eat something soothing and healthy for my stomach even though all I really want are potato chips. Such a vice.
Tell me YOUR vices in the comments.
Also: this Tuesday I have a Dream Dump with icon, legend, musical hero Kathleen Hanna. If you’re not a paid subscriber, you won’t be able to watch the full episode. And a reminder: it’s only $6 a month to subscribe.
You get four full Dream Dumps every month, access to a Zoom hang with Sara and me, merch opportunities, music news, extra posts, and assorted weirdness from our brains to yours. Honestly? It’s worth it. Get up. Go get your credit card. Do it right now. It’s Saturday. You know you want to. Plus you’ll be supporting Sara and me, and why wouldn’t you want to do that?
I’m gonna go lounge now.
Hope all of you have a sweet Saturday.
See you Tuesday.
Tegan
