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I appreciate that DW allows backdating + comment disable. I want to write about my day, but I don't want to talk to anybody. And I always feel weird about making private entries about mundane things. The fact that I washed my shower curtains and went for a walk today is not super secret personal information. Private-posting that just feels weird.

I'm in one of those moods where I'm pretty much incapable of giving a fuck about anybody except myself. Feels kind of bad, because I know I shouldn't feel this way, but I just don't have the energy for anybody else right now.

Anyway. I went for a walk. It was nice. Kind of cold out, but not too bad. I wasn't too fussed about it. Went down to the Little Library box to drop off a couple of things. It was surprisingly tidy, and had a lot of semi-decent books, unlike most of the times I've been there. There was a Kit Pearson novel that I haven't read before, so I picked it up, and I'm looking forward to reading it.

When I was growing up, most of the novels that I came across weren't set in Canada, except for L. M. Montgomery's classics. Kit Pearson's work was, though. I only read A Handful of Time, but I still hold it dear to my heart, because until I read that book it had never occurred to me that it was possible to get a story in Alberta. Like... I had never thought that anybody would want to set a story here. It's not the kind of place where things happen. It's not the kind of place that anybody would want to read about. But I WANT TO READ ABOUT IT and after looking up her stuff on the local library's website, it looks like they have most/all of it, so... no time like the present.

I just looked up more stuff about Kit Pearson and it turns out her partner is a woman???!! I don't know if Pearson is a lesbian or bi or what, but anyway. This makes me strangely happy. The picture of the two of them together in the bio section of Pearson's website is so nice - they look so happy together.

Anyway. I washed my shower curtains today. They were starting to get kind of scummy, and it was bothering me. This was in addition to all the other cleaning. Mom was like "Why are you so organized lately?!" but it's less to do with being organized and more like... just... I don't want the place that I'm living in to be manky, you know? I want everything I use to be clean and tidy. And it's not like I should expect somebody else to make it clean and tidy, so I need to like... do it. Even if other people don't want me to do it. "You don't need to dust the living room!!" Well, YOU'RE not going to do it, and I don't want to live in a house where there's dust and dog hair all over the place. "You don't need to clean out the cupboard!" No, I don't need to, but I do want to be able to find the things that I'm looking for, soooOOOooo....

I really like my new rug. It's heavy enough that I'm able to vacuum it easily, which was pretty much the reason for buying it in the first place - I had something else under my chair before, but it was way too light and the vacuum sucked it up whenever I tried. This is going to be a lot easier to clean. And it's really squishy and feels nice on my feet. The only thing that I would change is the colour; it's a little bit dark. But it doesn't bug me that much, I guess. Could have maybe found something of a more suitable shade if I'd ordered it on the internet, but... pictures don't always tell you if the texture or weight is going to be right, and that was the more important part.

Think I'll go to bed early tonight. It's just really cold, and I'm kind of tired, and ugh I don't want to do anything.