Man, I need to start waking up earlier. Now that I gotta dress up for work and shit, my get ready time has ballooned from ten minutes to like an hour. Holy fuck.

On Tuesday, I had my appointment with the fancy pants loan officer, the one who invited me to the country club. Shiiit, I must have changed three times, bc I was trying to style my recent Schoola items and then they felt a little too quirkly or not formal/professional enough… then I had to wear hose bc my fucking legs are still riddled in flea bites. Jesus fucking Christ. I know, that shit is never ending.

I thought our daily vacuuming and borax treatment resolved the issue, but I dunno. Our daycare client has fleas even though he’s on the flea meds, and honestly, I think bugs are coming in just whenever we go outside and come back home. I dunno.

I got that silk sleep sack (after I had to deal with those scratchy sheets at my parents’ house), and that was working pretty well (supposedly, the fabric is so tight-knit that fleas can’t penetrate. And for a few nights, I was wearing my silk long johns, but a few days later, I got new bites and holy fuck, a flea had gotten into the sleep sack. Argh!! Sleeping with the goddamn enemy! I know, I’m sure you’re feeling itchy now and getting kinda grossed out. Let me just say: Bubbey still has not gotten a single fucking bite!!! Goddamn white privilege, man. Haha! And I don’t believe any visitors have gotten bites (Please inform me if otherwise). So really, it’s just a problem for me bc of my annoyingly weak constitution and apparent allergies to bug bites. Sigh.

I will say, that sleep sack is amazing with how much warmth it adds. Silk is no games, man. Light and thin as fuck but wow, it packs a punch. That shit is going to save my ass next week in Montana.

But back to playing dress up. It’s nice to look polished and such. I’ll just need to speed up my morning routine so we can get that prep time down to something reasonable. My skin was having a shit storm earlier this month, but I’m finally getting back on a consistent routine with taking my BCP and my complexion is getting better. Whew.

Incidentally, my meeting with fancypants went really well. He totally got it! The whole symbiotic realtor-loan officer relationship? I didn’t even have to explain. He just said, yeah lady, you’re gonna have to give me way more business cards than that! I help you, and you help me! He was cool. After that meeting, I was feeling encouraged and energized, so I drove down the main strip and hit up three more credit unions and three more banks. The rest of the day was hit or miss, but at least I ended up with two agents who are definitely keen on working together. Yay!