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What Sundays were made for, a warm but beautiful kimono style dressing gown c1900 made by Lida Takashimaya in Japan for the Western market. Softest pink embroidered with a meadow of flowers @mfaboston.bsky.social #FashionHistory 🗃️🪡

Have not looked at emails since Friday afternoon, go me. Filled in the performance & development self-review form (overdue ofc) on Friday night and duly listed this issue. I think the solution could be work emailing me little treats and bonuses to break up the daily deluge of ugh a bit.

Nice tidbit from this week. Someone told me that cats are allowed in churces (whereas dogs typically aren't) because cats can see the way to heaven, and once you get there, the cats you were nice to will vouch for you.

So anyway. Due to feeling overwhelmed, I kind of impulse-bought the most expensive make-up item of my life so far, the new Dior stick foundation... because the shade match was exquisite and the texture reminds me of my beloved L'Oreal Quick Stick from 20-odd years ago.

Feeling in way over my head with some of my many work tasks; not exactly unexpected, but still. I did not calculate for smallish unexpected bs I've needed to solve almost constantly in this new capacity. And I've managed to solve them! Just that it's at the expense of more important tasks! OTL

I'd like about 3 entire months to myself, groundhog-day style, but with the exception of files on my laptop not reverting. So overwhelmed rn. I gotta bullshit my way through a meeting on Wednesday, gotta mock up an extended outline for a chapter I've yet to start working on.

Honestly some days you just need a few weeks to yourself

Not much of an issue in the grand scheme of things, but the price of the coffee beans I default to has gone up 40%??

Meeting with my old team today. Thoughts exchanged over sitch in US. Senior colleague based there mentions crying every day. Local senior colleague thinks there'll be an intervention because treason and everything, I usually trust her judgement but this looks like magical thinking.

Part of the reason why a three-day weekend seems to have gone by faster than I'd reasonably expect is that I've somehow been getting 8-9 hours of sleep per night, not 7ish or less.

It is nice that tomorrow's a national holiday, because this weekend went past me much like that high-speed test train whooshed past those Japanese reporters, except that in my case it doesn't make me feel like laughing at all. At least I cleaned quite a bit, got groceries and baked a poundcake.

This too shall pass but probably like in a kidney stone kinda way so idk

The point of posting these rants is to make myself feel pathetic enough to go click on the goddamn email tab, and then resist the urge to click something else in the seconds it takes to load. The colleague has not replied to me at all! Ffs.

So with the state of affairs, anxiety is back with a vengeance, meaning I cannot look at my emails. The justification, as far as I can tell, is some combo of "I'm not feeling up to handling anything that's in there" and "what difference does any of it make, anyway".

Well I haven't felt like posting anything lately due to having to give serious consideration to the prospect of my house getting bombed by Russians because they've succeeded in seizing control of the US administration and foreign policy, and NATO article 5 actually applying now is anyone's guess.

Also, met up with cousins for lunch again. One was wearing the pearl bracelet I got her for her birthday from Brussels back in September. Pink little rice grain shaped pearls. It looked so cute! I think I'm a good cousin (they are too).

After ranting about work I did my emails like the decent person that I am, scheduled to send in the morning, and went to sleep. Woke up too soon to a phone call that the article I just had published, and am surprised anyone's read yet, has been nominated for an award. Whoa.

Still annoyed af with a senior colleague who instead of taking "no, I don't have time" two weeks ago for an answer, has now emailed me thrice this week to pester me to do the thing. The thing is ca 4 fucking sentences. This is a matter of principle: do it yourself, ffs, we're both listed as editors.

Look, workload has had me feeling harried and I haven't taken enough time to contemplate and boast over the trip. But I think it is worth a mention that getting into Notre-Dame was surprisingly quick and easy! I forgot to book a time slot online in time (i.e. on midnight) & thus we had none...

Anyway. Bought loads of decent tea, including genmaicha from a small Japanese grocery store near Saint-Paul. So nice this time of year. It tastes like cozy feels.

Back from the trip that was physically and mentally taxing, straight into the new semester, trying to deal with allll of the crises. Idk why I'm finding classes so exhausting I can't think straight afterwards and pass out on the sofa once home.