I’m a very reflective person. I love to look back in moments in life. See what I’ve learned and how I handled those moments. Which brings me to this post. I wanted to make a commitment. At the end of everyone month, I would make a reflective post. Giving y’all breakdowns and reviews of my month. I figured it would be cool as fuck. So here’s August.
Leaky Pipes and Fucking Mice
My Landlord dipped to India for the whole summer, basically. Which is cool. Bounce! Naw, for real! They’re always making mad noise outside my window!! In the ass crack of dawn. Any who, I live in a basement studio. I started to randomly have this leak from one of the exposed pipes above my bed. I was waking up thinking that I pissed the bed at the age of 32. Called my Landlord. We kept playing fucking phone tag, due to time difference.
One night, while I was streaming. I got up to use the bathroom and I noticed a little Zoomie (what my kids call mice. Well, they use too). The little fucker ran underneath my kitchen sink. “Aw fuck, I got mice”. So I just ignore the little fucker the whole stream, but out of the corner of my eye. I kept seeing his little Zoomie ass. I noticed it kept running towards the leaky pipe. I phoned my Landlord. I was speaking to her about the mouse situation, but judging by the base of her voice, it wasn’t the best time. Her voice was cracking and she seemed super sad. I didn’t bother to pry, I just told her and tried to not be a pain in the ass. I knew Aunt Rona wasn’t nice to India, so I just sucked it up and let Ratata chill at my spot for a bit.
It took a bit, but shit got done. Eventually, a Plummer came by and checked it. He and the Landlord agreed that it would be best if they work on it when She gets back from India. The Pipe hasn’t leaked since the Plummer last came. As for my man Templeton, he had to go. I looked out for his little way too long. An Exterminator came through, with a Deftone’s hat on. White Pony, of course. He and I chatted about music and fighting. He educated me on how rodent prevention, and placed a bunch of traps. Haven’t seen Speedy since. So shit started to turn around… I though.
Visit From Aunty Rona…That Bitch
I didn’t get vaccinated, not because I’m against of anything. I just simply just had crazy tunnel vision. I would make appointments to get it, then it will slip my mind completely.
Boom! Surprise motherfucka! Aunt Rona came in, for a 2-week stay. She sucks! She let get little bit of energy just to brush my teeth. In a few minutes later, she would wear me out and force me to take a nap like I’m her kid. She isolated me from my all my friends and family, controlling bitch. At times, she tried to reap on my depressions and loneliness, but I was too tough for that shit, I have been down those paths already.
At First, I was going absolute fucking stir crazy. Only thing I wanted to do was training. I was obsessing on getting better and make sure I was on synced with my new coaches. So I just paused and thought of things I can do to keep productive in these 2 weeks. Working out was not an option. I couldn’t sustain energy to make my fucking bed, let alone a 90-minute workout. I found a couple of things to keep me busy.
So I started writing, just thoughts and feelings. Journaling like a mad man. I noticed My Landlord’s garden, started to looking real dry. So I started watering the garden and tried to clear out the weeds. I didn’t want to get too crazy with removing the weeds, I honestly didn’t know what I was doing(ha). At the end of the night, I always finished with a couple of episodes of Schitt’s Creek. Oh man, do I love that show. It’s magical! Definitely up there with The Office, for me anyway.
The Climax of The Summer Fling
During those 2 Weeks, I had a lot of people reach out to me. Both my mom and dad were calling me. Which is kinda odd, honestly, I think they both were nervous. It was kind of cute. I had this one person that was my rock in the whole situation. She was the fucking best.
I was seeing this lovely woman most of the summer. Not gonna lie, I was crazy about this woman. She was smart, funny, hardworking, curious. Most of all, She was supportive.
She dumped me…over text. It sucked, but I licked my wounds and carried on. I learned a lot of things from her in little time. I’m going to miss heading to that part of CT. It was nice and cozy. Most of all, I’m going to miss her kick ass dog. Maybe more than I’m gonna miss her (ha).
August was Meh…
Rating: 3/5
Takeaways:
- I have a fucking wonderful support team. I fucking love them. I honestly was floored by the amount of love. I was sick, so many people were looking out for me. Showing me all sorts of love. It was great to feel.
- I gotta get this vaccine. I’m trying to do some traveling soon and last thing I need is Unc Del(Delta) coming over fucking with me.
- Putting my love life on pause. I need some time to myself. Between the recent divorce and my summer fling. No more lady attention for me. I’m gonna ride solo for a bit.
- Appreciate every moment. Not saying I haven’t, it’s always good to make a reminder.
Looking forward to September. I have my fight on the 18th and at the end of the month. I have a Dance Gavin Dance show to go. I haven’t been to a show in ages. My kids start school this week, this is gonna be a dope month. Let’s see how it flows.
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