As my birthday is coming up I get more and more sad. As per usual. Trying to cure it by online shopping, that is vaguely new, I usually did not have the money.
A pretty set of tableware does not help in the general area of being constantly fucking scared of everything.
Still, pretty. matches everything else.
Switched earrings to gold and got gold cutlery. Maybe matching forks to earrings is crazy.
Well, I have always been like that.(am I sure about that?)
I have an assignment to do, so I organized spices and finally labeled them, Mendeleev table style. (one or two letters, simple square label, full name small under the initial, you know)
The teapot is vaguely lab glass-like, very geometrical, with wooden top. Not actually resistant to steam. But cute. Trying to stop myself from using beakers as glasses. Thinking how a separating funnel would be cool as a dishwashing liquid dispenser.
I could probably not actually study, just get vials and read a bunch of articles, and the satisfaction level would not change.
Sorting the whole wardrobe into an app only makes me want to buy new clothes. I’m so close to a fully efficient wardrobe, I just know it.
I should get a hobby that does not require buying new things. I own many things that see little use. Maybe I should try painting or something. I own paint. But I already did that. Can a thing be only exciting temporarily?
The baseline level of comfort/entertainment raising only means I get higher standards, not get happier.
I should do something unpleasant? To even it out?
Is being stressed not unpleasant? Should I try something more physical?
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