This is for posterity

Work, personified this week:

Wesley whimpering = me.

Also, why is dealing with clients akin to that scared feeling of having a tooth pulled in the frightening manner of putting a string around it and waiting in anxiety for someone across the room to slam the door?

Thursday: Knock Knock linen top, YY skirt, Frye shoes.

thursday

I’ve been so much about shoes lately and yet all I want to wear are these Frye ones because they are the most comfortable. They are also the most beat up.

Friday: Grana tank top, Everlane button down, Rachel Comey Lure pant, Jil Sander shoes.

friday

I ended up leaving work early because something upset my stomach. I had felt off the night before and when I woke up I was nauseous and only got worse throughout the day. I’m not sure what it was, but hopefully I’m over it now. I ended buying take-out from a Japanese place for dinner since I was craving udon noodle soup. It did not disappoint although I was terrified the clams in the soup might set me off. Luckily they didn’t, but I didn’t eat them. Do food allergies only work if you directly eat the item in question? I thought that since they were cooking in the broth the soup base itself might be questionable then. The terror of it making my condition worse didn’t stop me from enjoying the soup though. Have I mentioned Stubborn is my middle name?

yuki and bento

Yuki and Bento. When I was taking photos off my camera I saw these and realized Z had taken some random photos again. I can see why he took it though – this is a rare moment where they both are in the same space and not fighting. They generally tolerate each other and only in dire situations (aka winter) will they curl up together to sleep, but even that is limited. Normally, Bento chases Yuki and she screams bloody murder. There have been several instances of Z and I walking into a room after hearing a commotion and seeing them rolling across the floor in a mass of hissing and screaming claws and limbs.

Archana‘s post about house plants rekindled a little flame I’ve had going in me since we’ve moved into this house. When I lived in Oklahoma I always had lots of house plants. The weather is much warmer there and cold seasons don’t last too long. My running joke about that state was there are two seasons: summer and January. I used to be the Plant Mom and friends who had plants that were dying always gave them to me to care for. However, that’s changed since I’ve been living on the east coast where there are still only two seasons: rain-forest-humid-with-a-side-of-sun and Antarctica. The summers here are ten times more humid that I ever expected they would be and then the winters are so dry Bento is trained to wince when we pet him between November and March (Yuki freaks out from the static and runs away). This house does get a decent amount of light, but the drastic temperature changes make keeping house plants extremely difficult. But I do miss having lots of plants like I used to and will try to make more of an effort to keep them alive.

 

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