This is a real life..not a photoshoot.

I’m fucking tired this morning. I say morning but it’s afternoon. I stayed up late and I’ve woken to my body aching like nuts. I’ve very little ambition to get up ATM and even though I know my sink is bursting with dishes (omg that is soo not normal for me! This needs correcting as a habit PDQ, as this will totally mess with my ease at home..those who understand what I mean just nodded in understanding.. those, like my sister, are probably somewhat confused. It’s ok. To each their own) I am still having to enter into negotiations.

I also need to get some groceries. (apparently you need food to be happy) and my tummy never let’s me forget this important fact. shopping is in the cards.

I will eventually peel myself from this bed. The shopping on Amazon and LIKELY even this post were/are diversionary tactics that must be addressed. Sigh* :::sticks tongue out at cell phone:::


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I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog. I refer to my favorite person as TMW5T Why? because if he had 6 I'd call him TMW6T, duh!!

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