I woke up too early haha. I've been waiting for an important message since last Thursday and I counted on waking late enough so the message is already here but I have to wait while being conscious unfortunately. It's making me nervous.
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The end of a long weekend. I didn't have much happen, I'm not one of those cottage weekender types, but I did go see my aunt who took me shopping at Artizia,which she calls "the girls who like to photograph their butts store", from which she had been given a gift card but couldn't find anything an 85-year-old should wear, so offered it to me. There wasn't a lot for a 48-year-old either (seriously nearly everything in there was size extra small, and I'm pretty bountifully hootered), but I did manage to find a dress and some leggings so those are things I'll use and that's fine. Then she and I sat and talked about what rotted monsters her two sisters (one of whom is my mother) are because they have really ramped up their garbage behaviour over something stupid but it's upsetting my aunt, so she and I talked over what borderline personality disorder is like for families and how both of her sisters having BPD will have a long term effect in that they'll do anything to make trouble no matter what it might cost them. And we talked about how sad that was and how dangerous they are. And I'm left with a lot of lingering sadness over this today, I wound up crying over some sad podcast I listened to and a TV show, the contents of both certainly warranted getting wet eyes a little bit, but I cried openly even at the happiest parts. I think I'm grieving.
Didn't start out great, but now somehow I'm feeling a bit more hopeful and inspired. I think I'm going to try and do something to make tomorrow a better day.
Just woke up, bot, give us a fuckin minute, eh?
Pretty good. Labor day is a paid day off for me. Wife has to work though, but that just means I get to pal around with my son all day.
Very busy thanks to all the lazy and incompetent people.
Pretty good day so far, starting with sleeping in. I’m not getting any of my chores done, but that’s because of spending time with my younger son while I can, before school gets busy
He really liked both last nights dinner, and today’s breakfast, so that’s key
I can't believe I'm only getting through just Monday. Friday is pay day and can't come fast enough.