I’m still here. I know it’s been quite a while. Currently sick in bed taking a day off from work. All I want to do is sleep 💤, but I can’t because I’ve got things to do because being an adult sucks.
Four major life events happened this year: Got my first dog, my grandma was diagnosed with stomach cancer, my boyfriend and I broke up, and I’m moving back to California. And now I have to deal with the consequences of all four things, so needless to say, I’ve been a little busy.
Lots of expenses puddling at my feet currently. Both the process of moving and single dog motherhood are expensive. I’ll be fine, but thinking about it all always makes me feel pent up. Like I want to pursue a side hustle, but I’m not in the position to. I’m so mentally and physically exhausted all the time.
How do you eat an elephant? As they say, one bite at a time. I wish I was hungrier.