Oh my wordle, I'm such a mess. I'm trying to be calm and put out some positive energy so Calvin won't pick up on how much I'm spazzing out inside, but not sure I'm doing such a great job of that. I just want to help him yet I have no idea what the fudge to do for him.
Not to mention we have family visiting still and I'm trying to hold it together so they're not uncomfortable.
Y'all will have to forgive me for venting stuff here, but if I don't let it out I'm worried I'll break down in front of everyone and make a blithering ass of myself.
Just gotta remember to breathe.
Byron,GA> Charleston, SC> Jacksonville, FL> Guilford, CT> Rohnert Park, CA! A southern drawl in sunny Cali! .
The amount of time from slipping on the peel and landing on the pavement is exactly one bananosecond.
I do have a secret yen for pink in unexpected places.
I've decided that I'll never get down to my original weight, and I'm OK with that--After all, 8 pounds 2 oz. is just not realistic.