Mush Log, May 21st

Cat Moon šŸŒ™

Moon laying next to me on the couch. How do I get up to feed the snake? I left the mouse warming in some water and that snake is HANGRY. He was eye ballin’ me hard when I came to disturb him and didn’t have a snack!

I’m back at it again, writing and making some progress! Progress is progress. And I won’t beat myself up if I get off track (which you know is bound to happen, the lazy 🦄 procrastinator that I am (What emoji is that? it gave me a predictive emoji for lazy. It looks like a face rolled up in some trash).

My coffee got cold. Damn. I really need to get up. This cat has been out all night prowling and she’s asleep next to me? She’s going to be eye ballin’ me next if I move!

I just realized I left my online grocery shopping unattended on the computer. I’m still not done yet, and starting to go veg is so expensive. It’s not going to fit in our budget. What does these days? The same ol’ shit I get every week is even starting to cost too much. I found some ridiculously good coupons and used those to my advantage. A lot of this will stretch for two weeks so not that bad. I didn’t have to delete the nondairy products I wanted either. I know I didn’t sound so serious and was flakey yesterday about it, but I do need to take my health seriously. I’m a tired, pathetic, sad version of myself. Who waddles (I said waddles) in self-pity (note to self: draw self portrait waddling), who is so mediocre and invisible. I’ve been a wallflower before the Wallflowers became popular with that one song, “One Headlight.” Who at this age still manages to stay invisible? I don’t want my kids to go through life feeling they have to hide who they are because of their fear of people, and what people will think?

I WANT TO SEE THEM SHINE

I want to see them shine so bright! Because they are so damn incredible!! And here I am, a mom just waddling (I know it’s wallowing but I’m waddling here) through life going no where. I don’t want them to follow in my footsteps or become the lazy good-for-nothing shit bag I am. I’ve got to change! Perhaps first with the way I think!

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