happy valentine’s eve!

Thank god for the “save to draft” feature.

Today has been a fucking shit show.

I’m home now though and soaking away my troubles in my giant bathtub. I had a lovely evening with my kiddos — even after a slightly uncomfortable conversation with the soon-to-be-teen about a topic she’s very defensive about but won’t stop bringing up. Sigh. Whatever…I’m going to keep it real with her like I always do. It’s my job. Parenting ain’t easy, y’all.

Just so I remember:

At one point she said, “I think you just have higher standards than most people,” to which I replied,”No, I just actually have standards.”

She couldn’t really argue with that and so I changed the subject. I figure she can chew on that for a bit and we can discuss it more later.

But all’s well that ends well and tomorrow is another day!

Oh and happy galentine’s day to all of my fabulous ladies! ❤️

The way I look at it, I’ve got two options:

  1. Be pointlessly pissed off about something that I knew was going to happen, because this is what always happens, and waste valuable time obsessing over it.
  2. Roll my eyes and move the fuck on. Of course it happened. It will happen again. Accept it or change it.

Honestly though, I’m somewhere between the two. I’m more like: pissed, but too tired to properly give a fuck, so I’m just going to go home and drown myself in booze.

Oh and the people are here inspecting the law firm building, which is pissing me the fuck off as well. Bad timing.