Cape Town Journal: Entry #4

July 16th, 2021

My sister just told me how much a friend of hers is making from Onlyfans and it’s an astounding amount of money!

I’d considered venturing into Onlyfans but ultimately I decided not to because I probably wouldn’t be able to sleep peacefully at night knowing my pussy is on the internet hahaha. Considering signing up because I am tired of struggling to secure a job and being broke is the pits.

I am loving Cape Town though, I think this place is stunning. I love the view when I wake up in the morning. There’s no way one can start the day on a sour note with a view like this.

Anyway, today is a beautiful day here. Almost caught the sunrise today but I always sleep in. Woke up a tad too late. I am definitely NOT an early bird but I think I wanna be.

Update on the bed situation: I have found and ordered another bed after fucking TakeAlot was out of stock. I’ve never had to buy a bed before and it was a rather annoying experience. Well, at least I have a bed on the way now.

How can I make money? That’s the biggest question on my mind right now because every cent I get goes in and out of my account straight away and I’m right back where I started, at zero. Ironically, my sister is listening to something about money and money emojis as if she just read what I just typed out on this screen lol.

When will I achieve financial freedom or at the very least be financially stable because this ain’t a life I want to be living?

Right now my hair needs to be done and I can’t afford it. Am I gonna go to a job interview in a doek? Probably… My braids need to be redone and seriously, it’s about time I learnt how to braid my own hair.

I also need to replace my menstrual cup which is vital and I barely have enough money to do that either.

Oh my!

I haven’t done a workout in 2 days because all my gym clothes and sports bras are dirty (I’ve always said I need more gym clothes).

Thank goodness we have a washing machine to do our laundry now.

Oh yeah, so the washing machine arrived yesterday and we tested it out. It was shaking a hell of a lot and my sister wanted to return it, only to discover there are rods or whatever that we were supposed to remove before using it.

This flat is feeling more like a home by the day.

Walked around town with my friend today. Some of the places looked familiar from the time I walked around with my parents a few years ago when my sister came to check out AAA.

Afterwards, we enjoyed a great cuppa coffee at Bootlegger opposite Café Frank (definitely going there next).

Bootlegger is nice and cute. I didn’t go inside today though because we got there when they were about to close.

It’s wonderful being in a new place because there are so many nice spots to discover, each with its own vibe. It’s great that I already have friends here to show me around and introduce me to all the right places.

The unrest in this country is worrying. We are lucky no protesting is happening around here, it’s quiet but the news reports from other places are frightening. I pray things will get better soon for all of us.

Tonight is the first night I’m spending alone here. My sister is spending the night at her friend’s in Woodstock.

So tired from today, did quite a bit of walking and I’m shocked I’ve surpassed 12 000 steps. I feel great about that.

Time to brush my teeth and hit the sack.

A true-crime-obsessed 30-something-year-old, quirky lifestyle blogger from the coastal city of East London, South Africa who's interests include reading, writing and fitness. Find me on Twitter @WeirdnLiberated.
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