✨misery✨

I was never built for this stupid contract I signed last April.

It is once again 2 am and I once again find myself maybe a third of the way through what I need to have completed for tomorrow and

I feel like I should probs apologize for my taste in comfort movies, but it be what it be.🤷🏼‍♀️

BUT I am unwilling to do it at the expense of mine/my husband’s employer’s or families being able to find it & it either being misconstrued or hurtful in some capacity for which it was not intended. This platform has so much potential but this is truly prohibitive to being able to use it freely.

It would be so nice to be able to have open, safe discussions about mental health and parenting and other sensitive things and the impacts on my household within this beautiful little online community I collected from twitter and have continued here.

VIBING😎

Definitely **this** old. Nodding off and keep getting awoken by afib and PVCs so I’m about to take a couple extra beta blockers and set an alarm to scroll through slide decks in the morning before work. Bleh. And extra dropoff bc OOS conference.😞

And this is probably the first opening day in the history of our marriage that he hasn’t brought up that I could have married [redacted] instead, so I’m assuming we’re just *this* old now, haha. Life, man.