::sigh:: The Sunday night at the end of a week long break is always difficult. I don’t want to go to bed because I know if I go to bed I will have to wake up and when I wake up I will have to get up out of the bed and go to work….
being an adult sucks sometimes
I dreamed a dream
On occasion, weird things happen in my dreams. (Der. They are dreams, right?) The weirdest dreams of all happen when I dream I am back in high school. Like, I’m a student again, and I’m me, but not me. I’m a 29 year old version of me trapped in the body and social interactions of…
The definition of my life right now.
fe·ral adj ˈfir-əl, ˈfer-; ˈfe-rəl Definition of FERAL 1 : of, relating to, or suggestive of a wild beast 2 a: not domesticated or cultivated :wildb: having escaped from domestication and become wild Not domesticated. Or un-domesticated. As in, once I felt like maybe I had this whole domestic goddess (or at least demi-goddess) thing…
I need a do-over. Or a nap.
This morning got off to what I’m going to call a rough start. And in my mind that’s mild for what I would actually like to call it. Because really? If I could’ve gone back to bed for a do-over, I would’ve. My toddler? Does not sleep through the night. And when he wakes up…
What month is this again? Hellmonth was in October.
Seriously, this month has BLOWN. It just has. I don’t mean to come here and complain, but holy crap, y’all. Suckage. For February to be the shortest month of the year, it has been long on chaos and uncertainty and frustration and drama and chaos. Did I say that twice? That’s how tired I am…