Mar 8, 2021
Dear Diary,
Ugh. I've been so bad about writing to you lately. My new work hours cut into my diary-writing time so much, but I love working from 10am-2pm. I get up with Evan, take her to school (when she goes) and I'm with her when she's at school online. We are both at our computers getting er done. Then, I'm here to make lunch, dinner, drive her to theater rehearsal, and all that. This seems too good to be true and it probably is. I'll take it while I can, how about that?
I've been hustling quite a bit, selling stuff online, working for people running errands and things, anything to pay the rent...which has been paid in full on time the last few months. Pretty proud of that. I give Antonio money to save for me so I don't see it in my bank account. I have a spending problem. It's not like I go to Nordstrom and spend a few grand on cool stuff. No, I buy people's used shoes and clothes, furniture and knick-knacks. If you ask Antonio and Evan, there are too many knick-knacks in this house. I recently bought this really neat brass steer skull with the big horns. I put it up on the wall near our front door. Antonio took one look at it and said "That looks like a demon, please take it down." He doesn't ask for much, so I sold it the next day to a woman who's from Texas. She couldn't be happier, so it all worked out. Here's a picture of it. What do you think?