1. Dear Diary, I have been trapped in my house for 14 days. Any joke I’ve ever made about how jail sounds like a vacation, I take it back, alright? I. Take. It. Back. I had to put myself in timeout today because I was acting stank to my fellow inmates. I ended up fallingContinue reading “distancing day 14/sip day 2 thoughts:”
1. I don’t know how to tell y’all this, but this is the end of days. Don’t get it twisted. This doesn’t have anything to do with coronavirus or flying pigs or me singing. It has everything to do with me and laundry being all caught up. Yes, I am all caught up on laundryContinue reading “distancing day 13/sip day 1 thoughts:”
1. Welp. I have found the only thing on the Earth that motivates me to do laundry: Being stuck inside my house for 12 days straight with snitches. Omg at the tattling. I finally went upstairs and started sorting/hanging up laundry and told them if they didn’t leave, they had to help. Apparently, snitches doContinue reading “distancing day 12 thoughts:”
I am writing you this from my bed because I cannot escape to Walmart or the thrift store for solitude. I would say that it’s probably good because I also cannot spend money, but my behavior on this Walmart app would determine that this is a lie. Win number 1 of today occurred when IContinue reading “distancing day 8 thoughts:”
As a mom of 4, there is always some body or some thing in a state of upset. I can’t let the environment dictate my mood. I need to let my mood dictate the environment.
So much of that is allowing time for mistakes and loving correction. Chaos begets chaos. I’m a lot of things but I don’t want to be the conductor of the chaos train. I want to be the safe harbor in the storm.