I’ve been trying to build community in my neighborhood, so I invited the households across the way and next door to come over for a potluck soon! We got a date figured out, so I’m doing some very late seedling transplants to fill in gaps in my garden and make everything look nice for them 🌱

At first glance, my week was pretty terrible: Our Balcony had to be closed because of imminent structural failure, resulting in a ton of additional work to get rid of all the planters and vegetables we had on it, and today our DSL modem died.

But all in all it still was a good week: At work, I felt more productive than for the past few months, I had the energy to actually deal with the stuff from the balcony (would’ve been impossible some weeks ago), my weird habit of keeping functional gear saved my Internet connection for now, and above all I still found some time and energy to dig into topics I wanted to check out for literal years and had a friend over for some cold drinks.

I ran out of Ks.

Given how consistently difficult maintaining some routines and habits has been for me, I’m pleasantly surprised and proud of myself for maintaining routines and habits. Both ones I previously had but dropped when my mental health took a bad turn, and new ones that I’m taking up for half-personal-half-professional development.