I hate this week. Is it over yet?
It seems like everything good in my life is falling apart. Thor kind of sums it up:
Everything is on fire, and then I get half a sassy comment in and get tackled by two jacked up guys just to add to the fact that everything is on fire.
I hate this.
I haven’t slept in two days.
I can’t wait for Friday when I have a threading appointment – there is something very therapeutic in the pain. And then I’m going curl up on my couch under a blanket and if I’m being totally honest, I’ll probably just cry the whole day. But that can be therapeutic too. Maybe then I’ll be able to get some sleep.