What was supposed to be a good, relaxing day didn’t turn out that way.
Whatevs.
I slept so good last night. And I took a nap today.
A friend of mine called me this morning and she’s one I don’t talk to often so I took the call. Nice to catch up. The rest of the morning was a bit of a shit show.
Pretty much can say at this point, I’ve had enough of the shit show. I have literally lived the shit show for the past six months. I am over the shit show.
But it’s been very nice to hear from people who have really nice things to say to me. You know, sticking with this job is not some spectacular feat and I get that. Normal people do it all the time. But I’m gonna give myself some grace here and some props and say that all the people telling me they’re proud of me, thank you. Because we all know, I am not normal. And while I sometimes think it would be nice to be normal and that it has some strange appeal, it really doesn’t. Sticking with this job and all that came with it, is a big fucking deal for me. It’s not my norm. I am proud of myself. And I am going to allow myself to have this moment.
And then…we’ll just get on with it.
I’m not in a good head space today. Just had a weird conversation and I’m not sure how I feel about it. Obviously I DON’T feel good about it because it’s got me feeling a number of different emotions; at the person I had the conversion with and the person the conversation was about.
This is one of those times I have to let things sink in before reacting.
Can people just be happy?
Because I wanna be happy. My parade has been rained on for 6 fucking months and you know what? It’s MY fucking parade and if I want it to be sunny, everyone else can get on board or go away.
Hmph.
Now that we have that ascertained, I do believe I will get on with this weird fucking day.
I hope yours has been good and I will be back tomorrow.
Above is a very cute video of Pumpkin making biscuits.
When in doubt, make biscuits. ALWAYS make biscuits.
Be Blessed.
Love and Light,
Neecie













