light hearted

I had been eyeing it for over a month, and yesterday I finally decided it had to be mine:

Isn’t it the most ridiculously delightful thing ever?! It’s new home will be over my bed in my study.

I found out today I was voted onto the board for our HOA. It’s already taking itself way too seriously.

Just because:

Facebook has informed me that I’m a sassy, badass, fiesty, warrior astronaut diva. 😂 Oof.

Our Halloween gathering is a go again. We have two of our best couple friends coming over. I’m going to run out and buy a costume later. I’ve never been this blasé about Halloween before, but this is 2020, and 2020 is fucking madness.

I can’t be bothered to give a fuck about any work shit today. Whatever will be, will be.

Most of the time, I seriously have no idea what day it is. Earlier, I thought it was Saturday.

It is what it is what it is.

Mind fuckery.

the feeling is mutual

I was sitting at home drinking when D got home from his date. I cancelled mine to be with my bestie, obvi, but I told him to go ahead with his date, because why should he sit at home alone. Anyway – it was good to see his face, to hear the details of his night, and, to be honest, to hear about how he talked about me way too much, because he’s a dude who is just madly in love with his wife. And goddamn does his wife love him back.

He told me he kissed her goodnight, which is no biggie, especially considering the original plans, but I actually liked that it made me just a tiny bit jealous. Just jealous enough that I grabbed him and kissed him quite passionately, to remind him of what he has here waiting for him at home. We then stripped and made out in the kitchen before running to our bedroom where we had the most intensely hot sex. We both agreed that the blow job I gave tonight was a fucking masterpiece.

Afterwards, while we were drinking, i gave him some shit for his joking response to something I posted on Facebook. Yesterday, I shared a post that said “describe me with one word” to which he replied “astronaut.” (I laughed, for the record – that’s just so us). I then asked him for his real one word answer, and he replied, “Everything.”


My bestie has endometrial cancer, and I spent the night by her side, holding her as she cried.

I waited until I was driving home to breakdown.

I am heartbroken.

the daily report

Today I broke the big news and told my staff that we’ve come to the end of the road. At the end of this month, everything changes. I have plans to take my cases to another firm and shut down my own practice. A lot is still up in the air, and I may end up not going through with the entire plan, but for sure I can’t afford my staff anymore. I’m sad, of course, but also relieved. The ladies feel the same. We’ve been living in limbo way too long and that’s no way to live. It’s bittersweet though, especially considering we’re closing right at the firm’s ten year anniversary.

I’ll cry about it later.

I was able to get an emergency appointment with my dentist after spending all night awake in excruciating pain. I knew it was more than just chemo side effects, because the pain reminded me of the time I needed a root canal. Turns out I was correct. I have the beginning of an infection, likely helped along by my weakened immune system. I’ve taken two doses of antibiotics and it’s already so much better. The pain is currently manageable. *praise hands* Maybe I’ll actually sleep tonight.

We got good news: my ex and his gf don’t have Covid. Woo!

This means C&J will be coming over Saturday night to celebrate Halloween. Yay! I guess I need to get a costume!

I signed up for a 60 mile run/walk challenge for November to support the American Cancer Association. I’m weirdly excited about it.

Can you believe it’s almost November???

Hey guess what…I have a date tomorrow night with a cute guy. D has a date with that guy’s hot wife. This is a first for us. More on that later. Maybe.

When we got married, I promised him we wouldn’t get stuck in the red waste. ♥️

We have started planning the family vacation to Hawaii. We’re thinking March 2021.

Dear Jenn: be nice and stop shit talking yourself. You’re doing really well given everything.


Pretty sure I’m going to need a root canal. Nothing else can explain this level of pain. Guess I’m calling the dentist first thing in the morning. The real problem is that Xgeva and dental work don’t mix. So I have no idea how long I’ll have to wait before anything can be done. Ugh. Guess I’m calling my oncologist too.

I’ve heard these meds can cause dental issues, but I didn’t expect it to happen so quickly. Seriously fuck cancer so fucking hard. Right now I just want to rip the tooth out myself to get some relief.