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Even with the weird energy and emotional resurfacing Mercury brought last week, it was a pretty good fucking week overall. While still a bit curious as to what is going on with my work schedule, I managed to clock some well spent hours. Peak work day was Wednesday at the the facility where I got to see all the beautiful flowers with their sparkling trichomes, bursting with a cornucopia of aromas, turning our rainy day into a glorious wonderland.

I did my weekly slew of pop ups at some of my favorite dispensaries this week. We have now reached the rapport of having mutual shows to discuss, latest community gossip, current events, what our children are up to… bestie level shit. I know my schedule will be changing soon and with that it may be a bit longer between visits with stores I have grown to see regularly; it was important to me to cherish the time I did have with these teams because I love my budtenders so fucking much and it means the world to me how invested we are in each other. Seeing them less takes away this comfortable routine I started to get acclimated to, however it is important to stay uncomfortable to some degree. I am getting more and more excited to branch out into regions I am less familiar with as well as furthering my own knowledge on Robust, terpenes, the industry, everything!

I did some adulting this week that only mildly hurt my feelings. I have been rocking this sweet crack in my windshield since the first big snowstorm in January and was finally able to make an appointment to get a replacement. The most awful part of doing this task was making the phone call to set the appointment and estimate the cost. Spending the money wasn’t an issue for me (for once in my life), it was literally the act of making the phone call because I have never had to get a windshield replaced before causing my anxiety to go on the up and up. The woman who helped me was incredibly patient and very kind in explaining the semantics to me after informing her this was a first for me. Needless to say, my millennial ass felt unstoppable after hanging up that phone call.

I also got to attend the last day of Saint Louis’ Art in Bloom at the Saint Louis Art Museum. I was beyond thrilled to go; a good friend of mine’s partner was invited (I believe for the third, possibly fourth year) to be a part of the exhibit. Essentially what happens is that a small group of local florists are selected by the exhibit’s directors to create a floral piece that embodies one of the works of art displayed in the museum. The exhibit runs for three days and this year it was PACKED! The ancestors came through on finding me parking close to the entrance, making me eternally grateful as I was arriving a hour before the museum closed. Luckily I knew where to find Darien’s floral masterpiece and stood in awe of her black girl magic! She was amongst good company too; there were numerous black female florists selected for the exhibit whose pieces were breathtaking, unique, and inspiring. To be able to experience such a moment in time was the making of a core memory.

I am also proud of myself for getting to the farmer’s market and local grocery to pick up my groceries to meal prep for the week. By meal prep I mean I cook off a protein or two, chop up my needed leafy greens for the week, make a fresh batch of black bean salsa, make fruit trays for breakfast/snacks, reload our homemade trail mix, and pre-pack Rem’s lunch snacks for the week. Basically what I try to do is cut out the heavy cooking portion of each day by having my ingredients prepped for whatever I may feel like eating during the week. This has been a hard habit to get kick started due to Sundays being my day of rest from being on the road, but I fucking did it! I also had a lot of help from my son; I literally could not have gotten everything cleaned, cooked, and reset for the new week if it weren’t for him being my right hand guy!

So even if my emotions and energy were not their norm this week, I am too grateful for every beautiful moment I got to be a part of. I smiled and laughed more than I expected. I was delighted with surprises and sweet memories from my budtenders. I got to go and live my life in the way I feel best during my off time AND did an adult thing that I internally dreaded doing!

Like, damn… how is this week going to top last??