X-men Unconventional Ships

I have so! Much! To do! And I move out of here officially in less than a month.

I still have to take a CPR class and buy insurance and get my car checked out and potential repairs done, and I have to pack and hire more movers and keep badgering the leasing office about our apartment application because yeah, after a month we still have no idea whether we are getting the apartment or not.

I'm starting to really feel the anxiety set in. I had a to-do list and a shopping list and I have somehow managed to misplace them both. Now I'm utterly convinced that I'm forgetting something crucial, and will feel this way even after I have finished writing new lists. I have to visit all my friends one last time too but when will I even have the time?

I must breathe. I will end this post with three positive things:

1) I just wound down for the night by watching K-Pop Demon Hunters and it was actually really good. I'm not sure what I expected but I was thoroughly entertained and the soundtrack was all bangers.

2) I have gotten my first ever party planning gig, kind of. Those who know me well know that I love to plan parties, particularly themed parties, which is super ironic since I don't... actually really like to go to parties. But something about brainstorming fun ideas, hunting for and pricing and organizing decor and food and games and all the fun, unique, guest-pleasing ideas is something I really enjoy doing and always said I wish I could do professionally. A friend of Blair's came to me and said "Hey, Blair told me how much you love planning parties and how good you are at it, I would be happy to pay you to plan a Lord of the Rings themed birthday party for my boyfriend!" (I know what you're thinking, but it will not influence the workload I'm currently panicking over because it isn't until November.)

3) So far I'm still free of weird hormonal fuckery after getting my IUD removed, and I'm really hoping it stays that way.

Just got home from dinner.

Every year for my birthday and then again for his, my old roommate and I would go to Red Robin to take advantage of the free birthday burger. I was touched when he asked me when we were going to go, since we haven't really been in contact much since I moved out, but we went tonight and it was lovely. He and his new wife are doing very well, and we got to yapping so animatedly that before we knew it we had gone through eight baskets of fries and three hours had passed.

Did their request that I move really, really inconvenience my life? Yeah. Could they have talked to me about it months before they did, thereby giving me more time to save and prepare? Of course. But I do love them very much, and I will miss them.

They also brought me a birthday bag full of snacks and sweets, so I'm gonna sit here muchin' while I play my silly little dog game.

IUD removal went off without a hitch, despite my anxiety. I was torn between getting a replacement while I was there and just removing it and leaving it. I don't need birth control anymore seeing as my long-term committed relationship is now with another woman, but I was (and still am) concerned with "hormone crash" as my body struggles to return to baseline and balance itself.

I'm going through a really stressful time already with this cross-country move, so I was fretting over the possibility of mood swings, worsening anxiety and depression. I also don't want to gain a bunch of weight or, like, end up with a pizza for a face. I was up very late last night trying to read up on it and found a whole reddit thread of people who are really happy to have had theirs removed; some did experience that crash, but most swear that they started losing weight more easily, experienced better moods, less brain fog and fatigue, and ultimately were just better off.

So, I'm optimistic. I trust my partner to provide patience and understanding if things go south, but my fingers are crossed for a relatively smooth transition.