on this friday –

Let’s start with the bad:

  • I had to be at court bright and early (in East Saint Louis ugh). 
  • Client couldn’t get into the courthouse because her license expired. So that was a total waste of a morning. 
  • I got horribly ill while waiting on her, like – barely made it to the bathroom in time omfg what is happening to me I want to die – ill. 
  • I’m at home now and feeling quite poorly.
  • And there is no Diet Pepsi in the house.
  • I think my Macbook is about to give out. The screen is being super wonky.
  • Last night, I made Dave turn off the light when we were about to have sex because I currently hate my body with the burning rage of a thousand suns. The hatred is still raging as of right now. Something’s gotta give. 

Now for the good:

  • It’s Friday.
  • I woke up with my love. I promise to never ever take that for granted. 
  • I acquired tickets for the DMB summer tour.
  • The weather is absolutely beautiful. 72 degrees and breezy. All the windows are open.
  • I ran into an old friend/colleague at court this morning. It was wonderful to catch up. I miss him. 
  • I have a nice relaxing weekend ahead with my sweet boy. 
  • And we get to see D and F on Sunday. 
  • When I got home, Violet immediately noticed I wasn’t feeling well, and came up to cuddle. A purring cat on my belly can make almost anything better. 
  • Neko Atsume – my newest obsession. So much cute. Tubbs is my favorite. 
  • It’s Friday. 

things and stuff and more things

  • I drafted and deleted at least four posts today. I am in a bit of a funk and got caught up in a “nobody fucking cares” moment, and then I realized that I fucking care and that is the best fucking reason to do anything. 
  • Shit…that may be the only reason to do anything. 
  • So here I am.
  • I’m exhausted. Physically and mentally. I need this weekend. Need
  • I feel a bit like crying, but I’m going to drown my sorrows in a bottle of Bordeaux and fake it until I fucking make it, because sometimes that’s all you can do.
  • My boy gave me an early Valentine’s present this afternoon. It’s a ceramic Kylo Ren mug filled with conversation hearts. Even my boy knows I’m dark side…ha ha. 
  • I tried eating one of the hearts and UGH. Those things are fucking nasty.
  • I haven’t exercised at all so far this month and I really need to change that. I want to do 29 miles in February. 
  • This is lame, I know, but how fucking cool is granite? Like they pulled that shit out of the fucking ground and now it’s going to be my kitchen counter. That’s fucking bad ass. 
  • I’m easily impressed. They gave us a chunk (sample) of the granite we want and I can’t stop staring at it and rubbing it. 
  • I literally woke up screaming this morning. I had a nightmare. I’m not sure I’ve ever woken up screaming before. I scared the shit out of Dave, but he went right back to sleep so I’m not sure if he even remembers it. 
  • That’s not going to stop me from continuing my horror binge. I’m currently reading (and about to finish) No One Gets Out Alive. I want to watch Goodnight Mommy tonight. Also, how bad ass does The Witch look? I can’t wait to see that!
  • I’ve been sort of rage-y this week and I’ve been fucking with people just to do it. I need to get my inner bitch under control.  I’m trying to find my favorite Dennis Reynolds freak out GIF to post. It feels appropriate. 
  • I choose you, Pikachu. 
  • T-G-I-motherfucking-F. Gonna go get my wine on now. 

Making shit happen. Like a boss. Check, check, check.

friday five: may day edition

  • Happy May!
  • Better yet: happy Friday!!
  • I’ve been more active this week. I went on two longish walks. I’m going to restart 30 Day Shred tonight, I think. That’s the plan anyway. Hopefully my joints will cooperate. 
  • Dave and I were playing around with that how old do I look app/site thingy this morning, and it most consistently said I look 26. Fuck yes.
  • I’ve seen a lot of posts here lately that remind me why I turned the anon messaging feature off. People are fucking dick bags.