Happy BLOGMAS!

Okay, so the TikTok vlog girl era? Not for me. I’ve tried. I’ve cringed. I’ve accepted that my safe space is behind a keyboard, where I can ramble freely without holding my phone at suspiciously flattering angles. So here we are, Blogmas it is. A post a day, or a few, documenting my daily life, Christmas prep, family traditions, surviving (and maybe thriving?) through holiday weight loss, and of course my mental health journey as I navigate all of it.

So let’s kick things off with Day 1 of Unemployment, a wild ride.

To starts, I woke up sick. Of course I did. Nothing screams “new chapter” like a cold. But silver lining: I took full advantage of having zero responsibilities and slept in. I had grand plans for a full mental health reset kind of day, journaling, stretching, maybe a face mask that burns a little so you know it’s working.

But here’s the thing: I cannot sit still. At all. I don’t know how people lounge around for entire days. So by mid-morning, I was up and yeehaw-ing my way through cleaning and reorganizing my entire kitchen.

After that, Penny and I went for a long walk, which felt food, and then I headed to the cafe for a few hours. This is where I locked in: updated my resume, applied for around thirty jobs, all within Social Work. I’m manifesting that something, anything, hits. I even threw in a few nannying applications because ya girl has experience and bills don’t pay themselves.

Back home, boredom settled in fast. Waiting for Eric to get home felt like waiting for water to boil. The depression fog rolled in a bit, so I did what I do best: I napped. And when I say I napped, I mean Penny and I destroyed that nap. Completely obliterated it. Woke up groggy, confused, and somehow ready to clean again. So I straightened up the apartment and saved the deep clean for future me.

Then came my new obsession, punch needly embroidery. This tiny craft consumed my entire afternoon until Eric finally walked through the door. Penny and I greeted him like we hadn’t seen him in months. We took a family walk, which was a nice reset, and then Eric and I walked to Giant for groceries because our fridge was giving barren wasteland.

Dinner was our favorite, firecracker chicken and rice. Pure comfort. We watched Home Alone 2 until the Sixers game started. Eric did some work on his computer while I embroidered like a grandmother with anxiety. And that was that, Day 1 of unemployment.

A mix of anxiety, depression, restlessness, but also this weird feeling of lightness and freedom. A strange cocktail of emotions.

Let’s see what today brings.

Stay tuned for Blogmas day 2? 3.

-D