In other words, normal adult life, which I am not equipped to handle.
By Jennifer Lin (Music Director)
Several things have happened within the last couple of weeks that have slowly added up to an enormous amount of stress that I didn't fully realize I was carrying around with me.
1. I temporarily moved out of my own apartment so that I could accommodate a subletter. I was happy and willing to do so, as the subletter is filling a room that we would have had empty in July, but the turnaround was fairly quick and I only had a couple of days to make the room habitable for someone else after living in it for over 2 years.
2. My boyfriend and I adopted a kitten. We're ecstatic to have her, but I haven't slept deeply since we brought her home. I feel like part of me is striving to stay awake in case we hear her cry in the middle of the night. Also, we have to leave her alone for several hours at a time when we're both working. On the surface, we comfort each other by saying "She'll be fine," but internally we're both freaking out that she'll get stuck somewhere or hurt herself while we're gone.
3. BF is also going overseas for a month. On top of adjusting my life around the new kitten, I am also trying to prepare myself for the fact that my boyfriend will be in another country where the time difference is +15 hours, and that I will be solely responsible for the kitten while he's gone. His trip happens to fall during both of our birthdays and the Fourth of July. I try to tell myself that the dates are inconsequential, but the irrational part of me gets upset that we aren't able to celebrate those days together.
4. There's a massive wildfire threatening my parents' home. My father, who is slow to panic, sent me photos of enormous plumes of smoke that were looming over their neighborhood. My parents and I have dealt with fires near our home before, but prior experience doesn't make the disaster any less terrifying. Two neighborhoods nearby are already under mandatory evacuation, and I'm refreshing our city's police department Twitter account like a madwoman in case I need to drive back to my parents and pack valuables.
But aside from all of this, everything's fine! I just needed to write down all of my woes so I could realize how whiny I sound. Next week, I'll be waxing poetic about owl cafes.
JENNIFER LIN has very emotional connections to inanimate objects and is obsessed with polka dots. She works in and around Los Angeles as a music director/teacher, which means she drives way too much, drinks a lot of tea, and is constantly eating.
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