Non eventful week if you don't count the fight I had with my husband and my daughter missing school today due to a fever. Work is work, good and bad all at once. I am told I am doing well yet I feel otherwise. I finally bought a ticket to see my fav artist The Weeknd in concert in December. Can not wait to plan that little getaway. Just what the doctor ordered. Can no believe I am up so dam early I am usually back in bed lounging until I feel awake enough to do housework or cook. I still have yet to see any of Steven Universes new episodes and finally got acquainted with Empire again last night. Besides that I am good. I see I have audiences in Alaska and in Vegas and California. I wonder who ya'll are. It is kind of invigorating to know someone thought enough of me to read my mundane and crazy rants on life, love, and mothering. Stay chill my readers.
A busy and fucked up week if I may say so myself. My grandfather died at 7:11pm Thursday August 13th and now my family is fussing and crying and fighting and all a hot mess. I never imagined the numbness I would feel. The hurt and the empty. I miss him already. RIP 1927-2015. The only thing I have left to look forward to is my trip to the beach next weekend. Santa Monica or bust. I need to get away from it all if just for a bit.
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