I’m having a major case of the Mondays. And I feel not well. So I’m staying home. Sick day/mental health day/fuck it day.
D is home today too so that’s pretty cool.
After I drop my kiddo off at school, I’m considering watching the RBG movie, which I recorded a while back and have yet to see. I’m bummed C and I weren’t able to make it to the theater to see it together, as was the original plan.
I’m in allergy hell. When will this end?
I need all the velvet and faux fur pieces this fall/winter. It’s happening. It can’t be stopped. I’m sorry to my husband and also to my already overflowing closet.
I’ll purge. I promise. 😘
Hot flashing as I write this. 🤬
Weigh in day is tomorrow because Monday weights are always brutal. I know this. So why do I always peek and make myself crazy?
I realized I was unfriended by someone for posting about my political beliefs, and while I liked that person, I can’t really complain because I just recently blocked my aunt on Facebook for her shitty politics, so 🤷🏻♀️.
I may just go back to bed once I get home because fuuuuuuuuck.