Mii- Mii the ever- loving 🌼💗‿💗🌼 (kattidya) wrote,
Mii- Mii the ever- loving 🌼💗‿💗🌼

As per usual

I had a dream about the summer cottage. In the dream, I was walking along the street where the summer cottage was, and decided to keep on walking. I walked all the way to a huge shopping mall where I met the comic character Daisy Mae, and then the dream turned so funny that I woke up laughing.

It was 5:45 in the morning. I decided to get up right away, it's very rare that I am awake that early, and I had plenty of stuff to do.

I took my morning medicine, had a wash, and dressed into neat clothes. I drank a cup of coffee into my empty stomach and started to feel sick, but I ate a plentiful amount of oatmeal porridge with assorted seeds and felt better.

I was still feeling sleepy, so I took a nap. After getting up, I replaced the towels, took the sheets off my bed, and washed them. I took out the recycling, and then I took the bedlinen into the downstairs drying room.

Later the day my HoivaOnni worker came for the weekly appointment. I washed the dishes, ironed the laundry, and wiped the worst stains off the nightstand, writing desk, and the kitchen counters.

We made a new appointment on next Friday at noon. After she left, I called my mother and asked her if I can come over, she said it's alright.

I walked to my parents' home as usual, these days it's no question that I take a bus or a train.

Once at my parents' home, mom answered the door. My dad was home as well. Mom gave me 20 euros, and dad gave me another 20 euros as well. I hugged and kissed them both and thanked them.

Later the day I took a train home, and went to a department store to buy two black tricot cycling shorts. Then I went to the stationery shop and bought and two erasable ink pens, one hot pink and one dark blue.

I also went to the supermarket and bought hygiene products, along with milk and ice cream.

Once back home, I cut the price tags off the cycling shorts and put them into the laundry basket, and ate some ice cream.

I decided to travel to Helsinki to check out my favorite clothing shops.

On my way home on a train, this brown- skinned man started whistling and making kissing noises at me. I spat right in his face and flipped him off, and he didn't react at all.

Once back home, I was still shaking with rage and fear. I hoped tomorrow would be better.

Tags: dreams, hoivaonni, housework, parents, real life, shopping
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