Good morning, y’all. We’ve made it to Friday- not that it matters, because we haven’t had date night in weeks. I woke up warm, but not super early. Going to bed later has me sleeping a little later, which is a nice change, even if I still wake up feeling like a sweaty Burrito Supreme. The sky is looking a bit gray out there this morning; it’s early still, things could still change.
Shawshank was a dear and walked up to the post office to pick up my latest Temu order: a pair of wigs. Considering I paid less than $20 for each, they are fucking fabulous. I spent the entire afternoon wearing the red one, only taking it off when Shawshank came home from work. It was fun to stream in, those folks are getting treated to the full hair-variety experience. I texted my mother and asked what would happen if I posted the pic to Facebook, I’d break my family’s brain.
This weekend will be a mishmash of shit. Shawshank has work tonight, then opens tomorrow. We’ll be doing the weekly shopping after his shift. I’m going to play with the purple wig today, and figure out how to style it.
