Plugging in appts in my 2026 planner and noticed I'm double-booked on at least two days. 🙄
Because...me.
Still hanging onto this stupid-ass cold from Thanksgiving. I mean, come the fuck on. Taking enough antihistamines to take down a herd of elephants. Probably why I rolled into bed yesterday at 3:30. PM.
Sitting at my desk now, determined to work on "Out of the Shadows", even if someone has to perish. I am NOT above that, at this point.
Almost tempted to do a clean sweep, but that's lazy and unnecessary. Also, I would never recover from the trauma.
Not to wish the year away, but it's been one. Trying to find even footing, but my body is a shitshow deluxe, and I am not a patient woman. Funny that. Like...I can have patience. Sure. Cool. But when I am triggered?
Oh. My. Fuck.
Hell hath no fury...
And SSDD? Nope.
None for me, thanks.
Oh, and since my brain is a rambling organ, I now have another idea for a story. Because, OF COURSE I DO. I don't tap-dance on the precipice of insanity for nothing, I tell you. 😁
*tappity tap*
Is it January yet?
Never mind. 😑
I already have 11 appts.
