Netflix Obsessions

I often get recommendations from my family members and friends. Sometimes they work out and sometimes they're just "meh." I told my students this year to flood me with things I should watch on Netflix and Hulu and Prime, partially because their justifications for it make me laugh but also because I get a lot of intel about them with their suggestions.

Interestingly, my work bestie was the one who gave me the recommendation to watch "On My Block" on Netflix. I watched an episode, publicly declared my obsession, and proceeded to binge. If you haven't seen it...watch it.  It's a coming of age "DeGrassi-esque" show with the most awesome mix of main characters. I'm torn between which of the characters I love the most because they all have their amazing qualities but I'm here to say that Abuelita is the most amazing character on that show. They all love her and they all tell her everything and she's always there for them.

If they called me Abuelita (ONLY referencing her character...I'm not THAT old, sheesh!) then I would happily accept that nickname. Anyway, OMB is one of those where you laugh, you cry, and then you get super pissed. SO. PISSED. That's all I have to say about that. There better be a 4th season. Okay. Now that's really all I have to say about it. Probably. But watch it. It's freaking great!

Several darlings also suggested "All American," also on Netflix. This is a large departure from my lengthy and deep true crime binge. I have learned so much about where and how to effectively hide a body, so these dramas filled with teenage angst remind me exactly of what I'm missing by not being in school right now. Except, you know...I don't actually have to deal with said teenage angst so that's a huge bonus. I can yell at the tv, turn it off in frustration, and then immediately go back to it.

I spent a little while video chatting with a couple of my girls from school today. They are two that I often worry about; both are bottlers of their emotions (like I am) and, even though I know this is technically spring break, it's day 7 of 24 and we are not okay.

My doorbell kept going crazy today and I realized that my landlord had his realtor place a sign in front of it and people who are interested have absolutely no qualms about trying to peek in the windows. Qualms is a great word.

Tomorrow I will start packing boxes. Maybe. Or I will finish recording the book I didn't finish today. Possibly. Or I won't do any of it.

Living my best life...in a bubble because I'm being forced to even though the bubble life is NOT the best life.

Aubs