I guess I might be getting deleted then? ☹️
Oh … um … this?
(Source: alonso962)
My ex went through a shower screen and ended up in hospital …then got kept in due to other problems (and there was really no one else to do all the things that needed doing). The weekend was stressful and busy but good. But I’m dog tired today and work has been extra long - and I need to do my accounts which means saying in here to do them.
It’s also the 2nd anniversary of my uncles death … which still feels unreal to me. There aren’t words for that stuff.
My brothers cat is prob going to lose his eye - my brother thought his eye was weeping … but that’s actually his eye seeping out its socket. Poor big gorgeous fluffer - he’s such a giant big cuddler. I feel so bad that he’s in so much pain.
And to top it off, my messages won’t go through to someone I talk to a lot. And I have a bit of anxiety that they won’t come back.
It’s gonna be another week.
Whaaaaat? Nooooooo ☹️
👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
I’m more of an advocate for a day between Sunday and Monday - Smonday, if you will. The day to do all the stuff you were supposed to do at the weekend but you didn’t. The productive day. The day to do organising. But it doesn’t exist. Hence why I don’t have my life in order. It’s purely down to the lack of that 8th day of the week.



This little jobby has been with us for a whole year - Happy Birthday gorgeous boy ❤️😻❤️
#hamcam
#gimmie
Wtf is Tuesday night telly now?