It’s cold as a motherfucker today, and I don’t like it.
We are watching the second half of the Fellowship of the Ring with the kids.
We laid some harsh truths down on Frey tonight, but given recent events, we thought she needed to know how men should be treating women. This is our job, after all.
We practice what we preach. ❤️
At this point, I feel like I’m just exercising and dieting to support my booze habit.
Because fuck I love to drink.
I love having a tween daughter to whom I can give all my old clothes, and the best part is when I ask, “do you want this,” and she jumps up and down and squees. ❤️
He’s always patrolling the fence.
On vacation. I can’t truly relax unless I can take an extended break from work obligations, which is difficult when you are a small business owner.
But I’ve taken steps to be more relaxed in my day to day life as well. For example, I no longer get email notifications on my phone. I ignore most text messages received after 8 pm. I don’t check Facebook messenger very often…maybe once every couple of weeks. In fact, I’ve turned off the chat options in most apps I use. There is a small handful of people I want to be in touch with, and those people know how to reach me.
Also — increasing my exercise has helped release tension, as has increasing my weed intake.
Instead of focusing on a particular mistake, I’ll just say that I try to always learn from my mistakes. Those are really the best lessons in life. Nobody is perfect, so failures will happen, but learning from your missteps makes you better. I find comfort in that, and, as a result, I fear failure much less than I once did.
I’m a good listener.
I’m good at being alone.
I’m smart, and I pick up on things quickly.
And physically…these legs are pretty fucking fantastic if I do say so myself.
I’ve started using tramadol to control my headaches. It’s the only thing that helps.
The only downside is that tramadol makes me sleepy and makes me brain feel foggy.
Or as close as I can get to it anyway.
We bought this print on Duval when we were in Key West on our honeymoon. I fell in love with all the roosters down there. This now lives in my kitchen. I’ve considered framing it and hanging it on the wall, but I kind of like it where it is, between the coffee maker and the UCBC mini keg growler.