I started the day strong, but I’m feeling yucky again. I’m grateful for what I was able to accomplish today despite feeling yucky.
I think my mom-tum has gotten smaller. It has to be because I’m drinking so much less now, and almost never beer. I think my IPA whore days might be behind me.
I did a purse swap today. Changed from my basic black Kate Spade tote into an older bag I rarely use. I’m trying to keep myself from buying a new bag (I have two I’m obsessing over) but the struggle is real. I did just get a bonus…
I’m still waiting to hear about disability, and apparently I’m on the fast track. Sigh.
About to finish up a book of poetry, and I’m torn as to what to start next.
Need to pull the trigger on the stuff that’s sitting in my Amazon cart, but I’ve been trying to be frugal, so I have guilty feelings. I need the stuff tho. It’s stuff I keep telling myself I’ll get at the store, but then I never go out.
Most of my “out of the house” time is spent driving kids around, and at the cancer center.
Tonight we’re making our homemade mac and cheese, and pumpkin bread, per the teen’s request. She’s filming the process for a school project. I’m wearing a DMB shirt and pajama pants, so I hope I don’t end up on camera. Lol. I’m out of fucks as to my appearance right now.
