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Omg!
Are you ready to embark on an emotional journey with me? It’s full of the usual manic skullfuckery that is my life.
If not:-
Short version: I killed Rosie
Long version: Nightshift, prolly one of the best I’ve ever had tbh, so I drive home on a high, delighted in my own head space. I’m planning my mental health walk and jobs to be done after a cheeky kip. I go greet my girls and I’m faced with this:-
So I decided before I try to fix her, I’ll go for a walk, clear my head so I can make a rational well thought out plan that will serve me best. Let’s just say didn’t go as I’d entirely planned. I could blame myself but I prefer to shift the blame to Jay Z coz I’m just too tired to carry the weight of such a shit move lol.
I’m getting flashbacks of Mimmy. I’m not sure if you remember. In fact best forgotten. But omg you know what! That was a post nightshift brain move too!
So I have an hours nap and wake up with that feeling of impending doom with a sprinkle of hope. Maybe I dreamt it! Yeah nah. Look in my defence, I’m an absolute fucking idiot who is both impulsive and careless.
So now I’m in fix your fuck up mode and I really looked at my Bloom Room bench, and omg how plants haven’t toppled before I do not know. (And as I typed that I’m getting dejavu this isn’t my first fallen plant). Like they are just hanging in there. Every. Single. Day!
Exhibit A
As you can see, that silver reflector top acts like women’s shapewear. It hides a multitude of sins! Makes you think my body is alright when in actual fact it’s a problem ridden hot fucking mess.
So what to do? Lucky for me my man is at work, because I need access to his work area, which is an area I’m not allowed in. According to him I take things that I have no business taking. So I found this long piece of plasterboard, which I hope isn’t asbestos, because it was a bit crumbly on the ends, and a motherfucker to carry alone and get through doorways lol and it’s a perfect fit! My bench is now level as fuck! No more tippy mcgoo. And if my man asks me if I’ve seen his plaster, I’ll deny, deny, deny. For me, I find a good foundation of lies and deception helps keep my relationship super happy! Lolling!
Exhibit B
So this is where we are at with her shapewear back on. Level as fuck.
I’m gonna try and put my self loathing in a bubble and blow it away. I’m gonna be thankful. Be grateful. I’m gonna grab new grow opportunities which are gifted to me (thanks Stinker) and we’re gonna start again.
On the upside I’ve finally hit my three plants in each area, two 12:12 and one auto. There’s always a silver lining, just sometimes you gotta really squint to see it LOLLING!
Rosie on the other hand is not living her best day It’s a reflection of life really. One day you’re living your best life never wanting the glitter or laughter to end and the next you’re fucked up and hanging from your arsehole just wanting it to be done. What a difference 4 days can make! Lol!
RIP Rosie Bee. I’m super super sorry.
But despite my stupidness, I have tbh. Right at this moment I feel so grateful to have you all in my life. Thanks for just being here. Love your guts. Xo
Onwards and upwards!
Are you ready to embark on an emotional journey with me? It’s full of the usual manic skullfuckery that is my life.
If not:-
Short version: I killed Rosie
Long version: Nightshift, prolly one of the best I’ve ever had tbh, so I drive home on a high, delighted in my own head space. I’m planning my mental health walk and jobs to be done after a cheeky kip. I go greet my girls and I’m faced with this:-
So I decided before I try to fix her, I’ll go for a walk, clear my head so I can make a rational well thought out plan that will serve me best. Let’s just say didn’t go as I’d entirely planned. I could blame myself but I prefer to shift the blame to Jay Z coz I’m just too tired to carry the weight of such a shit move lol.
I’m getting flashbacks of Mimmy. I’m not sure if you remember. In fact best forgotten. But omg you know what! That was a post nightshift brain move too!
So I have an hours nap and wake up with that feeling of impending doom with a sprinkle of hope. Maybe I dreamt it! Yeah nah. Look in my defence, I’m an absolute fucking idiot who is both impulsive and careless.
So now I’m in fix your fuck up mode and I really looked at my Bloom Room bench, and omg how plants haven’t toppled before I do not know. (And as I typed that I’m getting dejavu this isn’t my first fallen plant). Like they are just hanging in there. Every. Single. Day!
Exhibit A
As you can see, that silver reflector top acts like women’s shapewear. It hides a multitude of sins! Makes you think my body is alright when in actual fact it’s a problem ridden hot fucking mess.
So what to do? Lucky for me my man is at work, because I need access to his work area, which is an area I’m not allowed in. According to him I take things that I have no business taking. So I found this long piece of plasterboard, which I hope isn’t asbestos, because it was a bit crumbly on the ends, and a motherfucker to carry alone and get through doorways lol and it’s a perfect fit! My bench is now level as fuck! No more tippy mcgoo. And if my man asks me if I’ve seen his plaster, I’ll deny, deny, deny. For me, I find a good foundation of lies and deception helps keep my relationship super happy! Lolling!
Exhibit B
So this is where we are at with her shapewear back on. Level as fuck.
I’m gonna try and put my self loathing in a bubble and blow it away. I’m gonna be thankful. Be grateful. I’m gonna grab new grow opportunities which are gifted to me (thanks Stinker) and we’re gonna start again.
On the upside I’ve finally hit my three plants in each area, two 12:12 and one auto. There’s always a silver lining, just sometimes you gotta really squint to see it LOLLING!
Rosie on the other hand is not living her best day It’s a reflection of life really. One day you’re living your best life never wanting the glitter or laughter to end and the next you’re fucked up and hanging from your arsehole just wanting it to be done. What a difference 4 days can make! Lol!
RIP Rosie Bee. I’m super super sorry.
But despite my stupidness, I have tbh. Right at this moment I feel so grateful to have you all in my life. Thanks for just being here. Love your guts. Xo
Onwards and upwards!