I just had a panick attack in the middle of a restaurant so that’s cool.
Ha! Work is over. Time to drink!!
My newest client, upon telling me that this old house is filled with spirits, pulled a vial of “holy” oil out of her bag, annointed my forehead, and blessed me.
This stuff smells so amazing. I’m getting all the compliments.
Must buy the larger size.
I am so fucking sick of these fucking clients lying to me. I guess they think I’m stupid, but really they are, because of course I’m going to figure out you’re lying about your income when I see the pay advices. What the fuck is wrong with people???
Trying not to be grouchy. Failing. Maybe lunch will help.
I stopped by the office for ten minutes on my way to court and now I’m already annoyed as fuck.
The least of which, and the only bit I feel like sharing here, is that our favorite bar, where we have made so many memories over the last six years, is closing as of December 31st. We were just there this weekend and had no clue. I guess we should go one more time and live it up before they close the doors for good. I’m a little heartbroken about it to be honest, like I’ll probably cry about it at some point.
I had a light bulb moment, so to speak, in the middle of the night last night, as it often goes, and I had a long talk about it tonight with my husband on our 2 1/2 mile walk around the neighborhood. I feel better, and more positive about things, as a result. I feel like I’ve been phoning in my entire life for months now; simply drowning in apathy. I’m ready to end the pity party.
It’s cliché, I know, and, in reality, meaningless, but emotionally I think the change of the year will help heal me. I need a fresh start.
Carrie gave me this lovely Anastasia palette I’ve been coveting. I can’t wait to wear Rose Gold, Celestial, Wild Child, and Dazzling. 😍😍😍😍
Merry Christmas to meeeeeee.
Tonight Frey and I watched the Chilling Adventures of Sabrina special Christmas episode. She insisted we hold hands during the second half because she was scared. ❤️