Seriously glad I have HIOKTuesday to keep me occupied today, because there are so many things to be said, so jumbled and messy in my head, and that's not even including the things I'm not allowed to say at the moment....
SO a very big virtual thankyou hug goes out to Amber @ Airing My Dirty Laundry for Hey It's Okay Tuesday!
I love her because she named her daughter Natalie. Could she have any more style?
I love her because she named her daughter Natalie. Could she have any more style?
Today I'm struggling to be okay about anything much.
So #1 on the list today:
It's okay to order a third mocha because everyone knows great coffee is essential to great blogging.
It's okay to keep justifying my mocha obsession this way because it means I get to my free coffee quicker. And then I can tell WonderMan it was FREE. Which is not technically a lie.
It's okay to go out claiming I have done housework, even if all I have done is made the beds.
It's okay to do all the rest of the housework at 9pm tonight because I have a rental inspection tomorrow.
And it's definitely okay to justify this by claiming the kids would have messed it up anyway.
It's okay to be dreaming of packing boxes and moving trucks, and foreign countries with better shopping. It makes a change from drive by shootings and petrol bombs....
It's okay to wonder if it really is necessary to finish the year in this god forsaken hick town.
And it's probably okay to question the logic of it being "better for the kids", or more stable, or whatever stupid thing we said to make the decision seem right.
It's okay to want to shout at everyone because I've done what's bloody right, and what needed to be done for the safety of the most innocent of lives.
And right now it's okay to be petrified to be out of my house, but to be here anyway because I WILL NOT allow anyone to threaten me.
It's okay to snigger at the girl who took my old job because she seems to think white tracksuits with chandelier earrings are the height of fashion...
It's definitely okay to do this while standing behind her in line to order my third mocha.
In fact, I don't really care if it's okay or not, I don't like her.
And I'm okay with that too.
I can identify with a fair few of these... especially the housework ones! Hope things get better soon xxx
ReplyDeleteDrive by shootings and petrol bombings?!?!? You need to get out of Hicksville, or at least order another Mocha.
ReplyDeleteSee the Mocha thing worked as you have a great blog post. Fairy wishes and butterfly kisses to you
ReplyDeleteDrive by shooting and petrol bombing??? I would be dreaming of packing boxes mocing trucks too!
ReplyDeleteOoh white trackies AND earrings? Klassy :)
ReplyDeleteHere's to more mocha's and housework free days :)
Drive by shooting and petrol bombing AND white trackies and earings? I can see why you are dreaming of packing boxes and moving trucks!!
ReplyDeleteWhite tracksuit, oh my goodness! KILL HER!!
ReplyDeleteSeriously, white trackies and dangly earrings? Seriously?
ReplyDeleteMan I hope you get out of Hicksville soon. That chicks dress sense sounds scarier than the petrol bombs!
Thanks for linking up!
It's been eventful... and yes, REALLY! If I could have taken a pic without her noticing I would have... just to prove I wasn't hallucinating!
ReplyDeleteYour town sounds a bit special... Almost as special as mine!
ReplyDeleteHaha!
Definitely OK to not like someone who wears a white tracksuit at all, let alone with chandelier earrings. And more than OK to avoid the housework because the kids will mess it up anyway. My Tuesday was almost ruined by the mini tornadoes!
I might not like mocha but I do love pumpkin spice frappuccinos and I have tons of excuses on why I need one..
ReplyDeleteYour list seems pretty sane and reasonable to me too! Cuppa time :D
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