I really suck at it. Like I’ve accomplished very little today. I woke up with a headache this morning but like 4 Excedrin fixed that.
Last night was fun, but I feel like I spent more time at the bar alone than with people. I got there at like 845 and texted my gay friend. I think he showed up around 945. We had fun talking. Then my ex hubby and K didn’t show up til closer to 1045 and by then I was exhausted. I ended up leaving at midnight because I was nearly too tired to drive home at that point and honestly probably shouldn’t have been driving.
I was texting H last night and sent him a pic of me with my new teal lipstick on. He said it was hot as fuck. V said it was different. Whatever… I like it.
I need to clean my house today… so far not much has happened. I just want to lay in bed. I swear every time I turn around my house is 8 different kinds of fucked.
I did put together this thing I bought my cats that they really seem to like and put calming collars on 2 of them. So at least I did something.
Sorta feeling down… probably because I was thinking about M. And how there just really isn’t an us anymore. Its sad.
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