Went to bed early last night. Woke up early, as my DH kissed me goodbye and somehow landed on my elbow, scaring me.
I should have gotten up. But I didn't.
And now for some reason I am super-grouchy.
This is me-the old-school Oscar with the accent. The orange Oscar.
I am starting to hate Facebook. As I have mentioned before , it has torn my family (even further) apart and serves as a vehicle for their passive-agressiveness to flourish. It also serves as a painful reminder that I de-friended a former good friend and now rarely speak to any of our mutual friends. It reminds me that my first real boyfriend cheated on me and then dumped me for a skinny, nasal-voiced girl with tattoos who was closer to his own age. It reminds me that there are just some things that people including myself will not let go.
I think I am going to un-pin the app from my phone and take a break. People who want to get in touch with me know how to find me.
The kiddo's first real (9:30-11:30) day of school was yesterday. He LOVED it. I am so excited for this season of our lives.
I had last night off and played Start the Party with the family. It was FUN. Except you use the camera...and I could see how bulgy I've gotten. Ew.
Today my plan is to do a strength workout and become more grateful for the positive things in my life. I wanted to take kid swimming but he just told me he no like dat.
Hopefully I will have some writing exercises done. Need to work THAT muscle soon.