today i had a video call with a twitter mutual. it's been ages since i've done that, and it was way more enjoyable and nourishing than i expected. part of me wants to announce on twitter HEY I'M OPEN FOR VIDEO CALLS!!!!! but the truth is that i'm open to video calls as they call to me and only with people i'd like to have a video call with. which feels bad for some reason. idk.
anyway, about an hour and half before the call was scheduled to happen, my fiancé suggested we go to the gym—if we wanted to go today, it'd basically have to be RIGHT THIS MOMENT or not at all. so i changed into gym clothes faster than i usually do, and without first doing a "final check for twitter notifications" from the vibecamp twitter (oh yeah, btw, i'm running that now!).
almost out the door, i realized, "THE VIDEO CALL!"
would i have enough time? should i just skip it*? i ended up—bravely—deciding to go for both. i'd go to the gym AND i'd make it on time to the video call. as we walked over to the gym, i decided i'd just skip benchpress, shortening my routine enough that i'd make it home in time.
the gym was crowded when we arrived—much more crowded than the off-times we're usually there. normally this would throw me for a loop, but today i was on a mission.
what happened next was a level of Locking In i had yet to experience at the gym. it felt like a milestone. not only was i not fazed by the crowds, i also just went faster than i usually do and ignored little discomforts and ouchies i wouldn't have otherwise. i pinched my—uhhh, what's the name for the webbed bit of flesh between your thumb and your pointer finger? *googles* purlicue? oh ok...—purlicue adjusting the J-hooks (another term i didn't know, but this time i just asked my fiancé) and took three seconds to watch it turn bright red, then shrugged and moved on.
after i finished my workout, i walked briskly home and even hopped in the shower before the video call. when i reported this to my fiancé later, he was appropriately shocked (in a proud way). usually i dilly and dally and dawdle my way to the shower, sometimes needing to be convinced to actually get in.
another point of celebration today was i stopped and realized, while tidying thing after thing after thing in our apartment tonight, that i actually really enjoy tidying up. and tidying up is an entirely different activity than organizing or cleaning or deciding where things go. the latter (does it count as latter if there's more than two items? idk. the last one) is the hardest for me, and the one that takes the most convincing to get started. but now that we've done that already, for so many of our things, tidying is simply a breeze! a warm, gentle, spring breeze!
the other day i was so proud of how our living room looked that a posted a photo of it on twitter. as i was admiring it, i reflected to my fiancé that i'm not used to photos of my living space actually looking as good as i thought would. i'm used to being proud of how it looks for once, taking a photo of it, then looking at the photo and being like, "wow that actually looks way messier and more cluttered than i thought."
he looked at me. "you know why this one doesn't look messy? because it's not messy."
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ugh gosh, speaking of, the gif function on twitter has been downright awful recently. it's a whole thing, something about google sunsetting tenor, and giphy being a subpar replacement. i never got clear on the particulars, but the result is absolutely atrocious and an affront to me in particular. i love gifs dearly and use them unbelievably frequently. might have to start saving the gif files to a folder on my computer and using them that way....
*edit: i meant skip the gym, not the video call. for some reason that feels important to clarify (perhaps bc i'm trying to be more reliable/mean what i say/show up to things when i promise to)
