OH, WOW I DO NOT ENJOY SHOPPING.

In our last session, my therapist suggested adopting the Scandinavian hygge lifestyle to combat the winter blues, which, for me, starts in October. The idea is to make my living space cozy and inviting so I’ll look forward to hanging out in it. This seems like solid advice. So far, it’s taken me on a two-hour journey through various online retailers for an area rug.

When I finally thought I’d settled on a rug, I saw the shipping cost and noped out. Thus my rug research continues. Help.

Also, who, other than NEST, makes good scented candles? I know I’d like to border the living room with strings of warm white lights, but shopping for that is dreadful, too. Once my living room is as cozy as can be, I’ll require a plush hooded robe to lounge around in.

My birthday is somewhat coming up: if mid-August wasn’t too early for grocery stores to stock Halloween treats, it isn’t too early for me to think about my birthday wish list. It’s a milestone birthday, too: the sort that warrants a tiered cake. As an adult with a moderate disposable income, wish lists seem unnecessary. Except, I actually wish for people to locate these items, which I’ll then pay for myself. Volunteer as my personal shopper for my birthday!

The anniversary of myself aside, I co-celebrated an anniversary last weekend: Jordi and I have been together for a year. Now that we’ve hit that milestone, I can finally reveal his face: