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I was all pumped to talk about what I did today and then I hunted around for cheerful-looking LJ icons for like twenty minutes and then everything left my mind. Oooooooops
Uhhhh I definitely went to Costco with my parents, we had a short argument over combo pizza lunch but mended a lot better while we shopped. It was actually kind of interesting in that today I took some personal responsibility in my own grocery shopping. My parents made a few attempts while I was growing up to FORCE me to do it and it never worked, but a few days ago they decided that if I didn't want them to order leftovers for me to eat then I could take care of my own grocery and I AGREED WITH THEM because THAT WOULD BE GREAT, having to worry only over my own eating habits and not having to cater my eating habits around other people's behavior would be WONDERFUL!! and that's why this time I actually took the initiative myself to look for what I'd want to have to make food from. It wasn't really much more than before but, like, I still hate cooking, that's not gonna change overnight. Costco is apparently out of broccoli today so I picked spinach. I finally got some brie cheese like I've been wanting to get all month, and some crackers to eat them on. I vetoed a query about milk (we NEVER need to buy more milk. Never. Ever) and saved us another two gallons of wasted rotten dairy, and we picked up yogurt for my sister. . . I think that's it, but I'm not sure. It's really not much at all actually, but from my perspective it just felt really good because I was finally picking things JUST for me and I had no obligation to eat anything that I didn't pick.
When we got back it was hard to leave again because it always is, but once my dad came to ask me if I wanted to go with them to eat dinner at Asiana Garden I managed to put my foot down and say that I actually had plans, and that made it easier for me to leave the house.
I drove to the mall to finally exchange the faulty Zootopia DVD that we got from the Disney Store. I've been meaning to do it since the beginning of June when we first got the DVD (launch date!!!) but we just kept being busy all the time, my dad kept taking us to the same two restaurants, etc. It's not that I don't like hanging out with my parents, but I get annoyed when it happens every day for more than a week. It feels more deliberate that way, somehow; it's harder from me to break away from, I suppose.
On the drive over I decided on a whim to put on the John and Hank podcast, and that was just really pleasant and fun. I was keeping in mind the stuff I was thinking last night about how I used to just be a happier person, and I made more of an effort to be that person again. . . and I think it kind of worked. Listening to the YouTubers that I really admired back then really helped. I never stopped liking them, but it was harder for a while when I got into Tumblr and Tumblr seemed to HATE them, to feel like it was okay to like them. I SHOULD know better, but, you know, anxiety, depression, etc. irrational stuff doesn't operate logically.
Anyway, I did all that but when I finally got to the Disney Store to do the exchange THE DVD WASN'T IN THE BOX. I WAS SO EMBARRASSED. . .
I started to freak out but then I reminded myself that it's not my fault and that I didn't make any mistakes coming here and that nobody could rightfully blame me for what was happening-- we didn't even do anything to the disc, it was broken when we got it, so if people were suspicious of us we wouldn't deserve it. So I steeled my resolve and drove all the way back home, grabbed the DVD, said hi to Puca and Daddy, and drove all the way back to the mall. When I got back they seemed to remember me, and they checked it and got the DVD switched up right away and it was not a big deal, it was not a big deal. Everything was fine and everything got sorted and now we have a Zootopia DVD that works, and is brand new.
And I also got a Zootopia mug, because it was on sale and I had wanted it even before it was on sale so, serendipity!!
After that I came back to the Royal house and my sis offered the rest of their dinner to me, because she followed a recipe and ended up making a really large portion. It was a good idea and it was super nice of her, and she helped me select a bowl to pack it up with without being mean to me once. It was really pleasant and I really appreciated it. I checked the Zootopia DVD to make sure it didn't skip (as far as I can tell it doesn't) and then dithered a bit before leaving because my stuff was done. Listened to more Hank & John podcast on the drive to MH and then played with my cat and ate dinner.
Still have to remember to drink my medicine, though.
Uhhhh I definitely went to Costco with my parents, we had a short argument over combo pizza lunch but mended a lot better while we shopped. It was actually kind of interesting in that today I took some personal responsibility in my own grocery shopping. My parents made a few attempts while I was growing up to FORCE me to do it and it never worked, but a few days ago they decided that if I didn't want them to order leftovers for me to eat then I could take care of my own grocery and I AGREED WITH THEM because THAT WOULD BE GREAT, having to worry only over my own eating habits and not having to cater my eating habits around other people's behavior would be WONDERFUL!! and that's why this time I actually took the initiative myself to look for what I'd want to have to make food from. It wasn't really much more than before but, like, I still hate cooking, that's not gonna change overnight. Costco is apparently out of broccoli today so I picked spinach. I finally got some brie cheese like I've been wanting to get all month, and some crackers to eat them on. I vetoed a query about milk (we NEVER need to buy more milk. Never. Ever) and saved us another two gallons of wasted rotten dairy, and we picked up yogurt for my sister. . . I think that's it, but I'm not sure. It's really not much at all actually, but from my perspective it just felt really good because I was finally picking things JUST for me and I had no obligation to eat anything that I didn't pick.
When we got back it was hard to leave again because it always is, but once my dad came to ask me if I wanted to go with them to eat dinner at Asiana Garden I managed to put my foot down and say that I actually had plans, and that made it easier for me to leave the house.
I drove to the mall to finally exchange the faulty Zootopia DVD that we got from the Disney Store. I've been meaning to do it since the beginning of June when we first got the DVD (launch date!!!) but we just kept being busy all the time, my dad kept taking us to the same two restaurants, etc. It's not that I don't like hanging out with my parents, but I get annoyed when it happens every day for more than a week. It feels more deliberate that way, somehow; it's harder from me to break away from, I suppose.
On the drive over I decided on a whim to put on the John and Hank podcast, and that was just really pleasant and fun. I was keeping in mind the stuff I was thinking last night about how I used to just be a happier person, and I made more of an effort to be that person again. . . and I think it kind of worked. Listening to the YouTubers that I really admired back then really helped. I never stopped liking them, but it was harder for a while when I got into Tumblr and Tumblr seemed to HATE them, to feel like it was okay to like them. I SHOULD know better, but, you know, anxiety, depression, etc. irrational stuff doesn't operate logically.
Anyway, I did all that but when I finally got to the Disney Store to do the exchange THE DVD WASN'T IN THE BOX. I WAS SO EMBARRASSED. . .
I started to freak out but then I reminded myself that it's not my fault and that I didn't make any mistakes coming here and that nobody could rightfully blame me for what was happening-- we didn't even do anything to the disc, it was broken when we got it, so if people were suspicious of us we wouldn't deserve it. So I steeled my resolve and drove all the way back home, grabbed the DVD, said hi to Puca and Daddy, and drove all the way back to the mall. When I got back they seemed to remember me, and they checked it and got the DVD switched up right away and it was not a big deal, it was not a big deal. Everything was fine and everything got sorted and now we have a Zootopia DVD that works, and is brand new.
And I also got a Zootopia mug, because it was on sale and I had wanted it even before it was on sale so, serendipity!!
After that I came back to the Royal house and my sis offered the rest of their dinner to me, because she followed a recipe and ended up making a really large portion. It was a good idea and it was super nice of her, and she helped me select a bowl to pack it up with without being mean to me once. It was really pleasant and I really appreciated it. I checked the Zootopia DVD to make sure it didn't skip (as far as I can tell it doesn't) and then dithered a bit before leaving because my stuff was done. Listened to more Hank & John podcast on the drive to MH and then played with my cat and ate dinner.
Still have to remember to drink my medicine, though.