Shit got a bit crazy last night, like the only thing I can safely share is that we ate a lot of steak.
I am slightly hungover, though mostly just tired. The prednisone is keeping me from sleeping soundly. I’m going to lounge about upstairs and eat pop tarts in my study bed. I have a book I want to finish. Btw – Sansa loves pop tarts too.
I’m going to be lazy af allllllllll day long.
Later, I will have three teenage girls in my house. Yikes. I’m not in the mood to do the mommy meet and greet at the door bullshit either. Ugh.
I may stay in bed all day. 🤷🏻♀️