Last night was so good and chill. Yummy Chinese food and good conversation followed by Sunny and The Office. We were going to watch the new Thor movie but decided to save it till tonight. I know there’s a breast cancer subplot, so I’m prepared to cry.
I look awful in this pic, but I’ve decided to take and post even the bad ones.
I never know what day of the week it is anymore. I have no schedule. It will be easier to remember when the kids go back to school.
D and I went out for a bit of lunch and shopping.
We decided on a day date instead of a date night. We’re old and tired. Plus, he still has that covid fatigue.
I bought a few cutesy things while we were on Main Street down in the Saint Charles historic district. I may go to the big Saint Charles Co Library book fair this weekend too, if I can find the energy. I’m in a shopping mood.
D looks sad in the pic because he is sad. We’re both on the struggle bus right now. Living this reality is extremely fucking difficult. We feel robbed. We’re on borrowed time, and even though we know we need to make the most of it, it’s easy to get sucked into depression.
Still, we’re both grateful for this quiet weekend alone. I forgot that he’s traveling again next week, so I need to get in some quality time.
So this is 43:
I woke up feeling pretty rough, and thought the day was a bust, but I ended up getting better rather quickly. The symptoms became manageable enough that I was able to go out to lunch, do some shopping, and have dinner out. We ended up with this fabulous family pic, which I’m obsessed with:
After dinner, we came home and rented The Black Phone, which was really good. Highly recommended.
It was a really good day. I’m so very thankful. ♥️
I felt pretty decent today.
D and I played Civ VI together for like three hours this afternoon. It was fun.
I’m hoping for another good day tomorrow. I’d like to spend some quality time with Jackson.
Oh and tomorrow night is new Better Call Saul FINALLY.
The birthday girl requested a 90s themed dress code. Due to my recent surgery, I couldn’t wear the outfit I bought for the occasion, so I threw this one together. It was a hit.
I was high af in this picture.
We spoiled him with lots of presents, and then went out for a fancy steak dinner. Unfortunately, I got a migraine during dinner which kind of killed the mood a bit. But I hope it was still a good day for him. He deserved a good day. The celebration continues tonight with Jackson at home. Then Saturday he’s having a drink day party at our local brewery. Then Sunday is Father’s Day. His birthday is always the same weekend as Father’s Day. We call it Dave Weekend. ♥️