Maybe I *will* nap.

Maybe I *will* nap.

It’s Friday. TGIF. I tried to stay in bed and sleep, but once more the universe sent a big 🖕fuck you🖕 in my direction. In addition to the typical insomnishit, my earbuds ran out of juice around 3:30am. Mask and music gone, I tried to rawdog sleep, only succeeding after Shawshank left the bed.

Yesterday’s weather was shitty. The clouds never broke up. Rain passed through a few times; nothing wild, enough to wet the ground. Worse, however, was the chill that came with the clouds. I opened the back door for a couple of hours, but closed it again when the heat kicked on. By the end of the afternoon, I was wrapped in a bulky hoodie and planning a hot bubble bath after dinner.

On the other hand, I crawled out of bed to sunshine this morning, if not actual warm weather. Shawshank and I brainstormed a little yesterday, and I have a couple of 🌶content🌶 ideas kicking around in my head. We’re going out for dinner tonight, so I can’t do clown shit. I’m going to dance, then probably going to put on a romper and a push up bra and stream for a while.

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