I hate pointless appointments. I’ve been to way too many of those these past couple of weeks.
One of them took five minutes, like literally FIVE minutes. They introduced themselves and asked if I wanted their help. I said yes, they got me another appointment. I left.
I do kind of want to take it slow but this is crazy. What is the point of getting out of bed unnaturally early just to do something that could have been done over mail?
Also, today I’m leaving the house, for the first time in years, without straightening my hair. I’m not sure I’ll survive this. If not, you were all good friends. Thank you.
