My Sweet Newsletter Subscriber,
After many months, I humbly return to write another email to you. I have rebranded the newsletter from Deli Meats to Lael’s Little Newsletter because it occurred to me that Deli Meats is a terrible thing to call a place you want to promote your writing. It did occur to me to change the name to Cold Cuts and see if anyone noticed, but I didn’t have the guts. I have always been terrible at naming things. It’s too much pressure. I fear for the fate of my firstborn.
Since my last email, I’ve moved back to Chicago, gotten engaged, started grad school, and gotten a dog, but I won’t linger too much on those subjects because I don’t want these emails to feel like a Christmas letter from an oversharing acquaintance. Also, the pandemic rages on so I can’t really act like a bridezilla bitch.
It feels like a lot has happened, but also that nothing has happened, because time has no meaning in the ~covid era~ (fuckin A). We spend most nights in our apartment, playing board games and tabletop shuffleboard and making freezable crockpot dinners. Physically in our twenties, mentally retired, emotionally frayed. The big moments of drama are so small now, so domestic. The lady downstairs from us who didn't clean up her dog’s puke who we continue to silently judge, the night I made 6 quarts of chili in the slow cooker and all of a sudden Cy wasn’t “in the mood,” the amount of construction going on on our street (an absolute headache).
Been trying to practice self-care, which is exhausting because for whatever reason it’s way easier to treat yourself like garbage. Darwin didn’t get around to explaining that one, now did he? Ordered a spin bike off Amazon for the apartment, because winter is coming and gyms have always terrified me but especially now. Also because I had a dream I was the subject of a TLC show, getting moved by a team of paramedics to get weighed on a scale intended for ranch cattle. Now I get to enjoy the pleasures of breaking into a slight sweat from the comfort of my own home while watching Dream Home Makeover on my iPad.
Email me if something funny happened to you today, or if you’re sad, or if you have any idea how I should start a skincare routine. Love you all.
xo
Lael