This pretty sums up the week before my “friend.”
I’ll be happy when this is over so I can return to eating like a normal person.
I went and met my new staff this week and…..I have a certified “Cat Lady”
She dominated all of the meeting time with stories about her four cats. No.
I helped one of my favorite bloggers with a problem and while I was cool in the DM’s, but I was in my basement:
I looked in my laundry room this morning:
My laundry is one of the reason I love having a housekeeper come twice a month. I’m gonna wash all these and she folds!!! Call me bougie, but what you won’t call me is tied to my washing machine!
When I see people hustling hair, Rainbow-like club attire, wraps, shakes, and magic panties on IG:
I need to clean out my feed, I am just too lazy to do it….ugh.
My face when my co-worker is telling me a story that is clearly a lie: