You’ll notice that I’ve moved from daily posts to this being a post about my whole week. It’s because I hit all my goals pretty quickly and now I’m going to try and be less of a counter of calories with the hopes of sticking to my good eating and exercise habits. I was becoming incredibly vain by being a counter, and it wasn’t healthy, so hopefully, I can keep everything going without being so hard on myself.
Now with that being said, my first week in my new apartment was absolutely glorious. Obviously moving sucked balls, but once it was all done, I took a nice hot bath in my new deep soaker tub. I had no family members coming by to watch cable TV because I’ve become an internet watcher mostly. I had my own place again, and I felt like the world was revolving around me. It’s like I had been reborn through hard mental and physical work.
My first order of business was building my home office for this website. I was finally organized after a life full of throwing all my junk into closets when people came over. This was a whole new territory for me. I was proud and my second order of business was to call over to my partner in this website, Laurel Leaside, and have her over for first official HQ meeting. I’ve known Laurel for over 10 years and she’s my number one cheerleader when it comes to personal growth. So our first meeting was full of her being shocked at the setup and organization of our workstations, whiteboards, and chalkboards. We’d both had bad runs in life as of late and so building this site together just became a positive and real step forward for both of us. It was a lovely moment to share with a friend that would go to the end of the earth for you. It’s rare you find friends that respect you, don’t judge you, and care for your well being like Laurel does for me, so when you do find it, you hold onto to it and know to never let it go.
Many ideas flew back and forth in our meeting, but we needed help. Some of our ideas needed people with specific mental health issues, ethnic backgrounds, and genders to write them or this site wouldn’t be authentic. So my third order of business was to find a funny writer that battled Bipolar Disorder and also happened to be gay. And of all the places someone could go looking for this person, I thought it was best to put an ad up on Craigslist of all places.
I didn’t receive any responses right away, and when I finally got my first one, it wasn’t that encouraging, yet it was funny at the same time. It read “This is the most oddly specific job posting I’ve ever read. Good luck with that, Bud.” I laughed pretty hard about this for awhile. We’re building a quirky website so it also kinda made me proud.
After that response, there were a bunch of ones from people who thought they were funny writers, but they did not battle Bipolar Disorder and were not gay either. This got me frustrated. I literally wanted to punch those people right through my computer screen. I hate it when people don’t read or don’t even care to understand what we were trying to do. And when they didn’t send writing samples either, it fucking killed me. I’m getting angry again just thinking about it. I like to think most people are smart, but sometimes I have my doubts.
And since I’m getting riled up over the last paragraph, so I think this is the best way for Week 10 to end. I didn’t find our first employee, but the rest of the week was a huge success.
Thanks for following my adventure of Being Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired. If you have any questions, I’m just an email away. Also, if you want to read from DAY ONE, CLICK HERE!
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