Lonely weekend

(Positive)

Every so often, I like to spend the weekend by myself.

This is one of the pinnacle signals of growth for me as a chronic fomo sufferer most of my life.

As this blog makes evident, I have a pretty packed schedule, and a hard time saying no. This would be a recipe for disaster and burnout if my life were not so much fun. It’s hard to complain when I’m going from dinner with my mom to a trip with my best friends to a date to an event and beyond. However, when I reach my eighth spicy margarita of the week before the clock strikes Thursday, my skin, body, and soul are begging for a reset.

I could feel my throat starting to hurt an hour into the flight home from Nashville, which also happened to be packed full of women 20-35 also returning back to New York City from presumably a girls trip or bachelorette party. What I was struck down with is something I can only call the revenge of the bachelorette express. It’s different than strep or a cold, and honestly might have been COVID. I had a sinus headache for six days straight and felt delirious at work on Friday. When I woke up with the same throbbing ache in my eye socket that carried down to my shoulder on Saturday, I decided enough was enough.

Thursday/Friday is the day all of my shows come out, so I had a lot to watch. Starting with Love Story (I want to talk about this, but there is so much CBK discourse even I’ve had enough), moving into Love is Blind, then The Pitt, and finally, If I Had Legs I’d Kick You.

This season of Love is Blind is perhaps the most terrifying yet. Alex “H” is the Anna Delvey of Columbus, Ohio. The devil is alive and well within Chris’ heart and soul. Imagine telling a woman with an MD in internal medicine that you aren’t attracted to her because she doesn’t go to Pilates everyday, meanwhile, you look like this":

And then to hear what he did at the happy hour…my stomach was CHURNING!

I watched If I Had Legs I’d Kick You before bed. I had high expectations especially given all of the accolades, but I honestly feel like I was missing something. Went way over my head. Rose Byrne was incredible, and I got a little clarity during my ritualistic post-viewing Reddit search, however I still was left confused. Loved seeing A$AP Rocky in his role, though.

The Pitt is something I need to re-watch because I was playing Animal Crossing during it, and the episode didn’t have the same affect on me as it did my friends. I plan on re-watching the season in full once it’s over so that I can get the true binge experience, which is when The Pitt is at its best.

In an effort to feel less zombie-esque, I got a manicure and a gel pedicure, where the manager of the nail salon I’d been going to for four years finally acknowledged me as a repeat customer. I almost fell asleep in the chair twice, but the effort was worth it for that newfound friendship alone. I also wanted to paint some cards for some birthdays and occasions I had coming up, so I tapped into my art student origins and trekked to the Blick in Union Square, where watercolor paper was buy one get one free. At that point my eyes were crossing, so I crawled back into my little cave before steaming at the Equinox, a last-ditch effort that actually proved to be the cure to my congestion. I felt silly for not doing that as soon as I’d awoken, but alas.

I posted on the Coffee Order Instagram Story asking if a ceramics and pottery section of this weekly send would be something you’d be interested in. I then realized it was basically a rhetorical question because it would be cruel to say no, but I’m glad that’s something people will read. I’ll try to get that in on Wednesdays or Thursdays, or maybe a Studio Sunday segment. I had some things to work on, and due to the impending blizzard I didn’t want to suspend that until Sunday, so I took advantage of my lonely weekend and went to the studio on Saturday night. I glazed one of the bowls inspired by a cherry blossom motif I saw on Instagram, and the other two were kind of just experimenting with the underglaze.

Last week, I got this little catchall bowl back that I had painted, and it soon became one of my favorites:

I had a friend commission an ashtray, and I want to make a few garlic grater/spoon rest sets as well. If anyone has any requests, I’ll only charge you the cost of firing ($2-10).

I got a lot of fun things in the mail this weekend that I feel legally obligated to tell you all about. I had my eye on this SKIMS short sleeve bubble hoodie for a while, and they just restocked.

You may be wondering what those fabulous jeans are on the bottom half of that photograph, and I’d be happy to tell you that they’re the J.W. Anderson Uniqlo collaboration. For $49, I found the perfect, comfy straight dark wash silhouette. I got the color 69 Navy.

I’m a big fan of Warmies, which my dear friend Lucy gifted me this year for Christmas. For those of you who don’t know, Warmies are microwavable stuffed animals that smell like lavender, providing warmth—as the name suggests—and comfort. They did a Hello Kitty collaboration which was kryptonite for me. I got the Kuromi one.

Last, but certainly not least, I ordered Free City sweatpants for $20 on Thred Up. I was going to buy new ones, but at a $190 price difference, I found the pre-owned ones to have a charming worn-in effect. My Olsen Twin cosplay is only going further.

This weekend has left me feeling very settled and accomplished. Besides the fun things I listed out such as the nail salon, art store, and pottery, I did a mountain of laundry, mopped my floors and wiped every surface, cleaned out my fridge, watched everything on my watchlist, and just all-in-all settled back in. When you live alone, chores pile up pretty quickly, especially if you’re as type-A as myself. After three days out of the house, I have a lengthy list of things that are just maintenance, and it takes the forced surrender of an unidentified American Airlines illness to make you get it done.