Every time I read that passage, I just end up bawling.

Tea is excellent this morning.

I DID do it. I got through all the administrative stuff, reconciled a bunch of transactions in Xero, prepped a bunch of things for tomorrow, got orders ready to send out tomorrow. Tomorrow will be more fun than today, but today helped me get ready for the rest of the week.

Time for sosig and potato gems.

Oh Spud, you make me chuckle. Thanks.

I work for myself, but I still appreciated this. It’s all organising/order catch up/stocktaking stuff. It’s fine. Not exciting, but fine. At least tomorrow I can get back into the fun stuff.

Yay for rescuing Bluey. I hope she’s okay.

I’m trying to make friends with my neighbours German shepherd puppy so he remembers us and doesn’t lose his shit every time he hears us moving around in the backyard.

Back into work after a week off.

I can do this.

I made way too much lasagne.

It might have overflowed a bit into the oven. This does, however, mean there are some good crispy bits.

Also, I have no idea what I’m doing with my life either. I’m trying to just get through each day. That’s all we can do.

Cake for breakfast sounds amazing. Happiest of birthdays to you.

This is amazing, I love it!! He has an excellent set of aeroplane ears.

Love it! This is an awesome idea.

Image description: a grey tuxedo cat is glaring at the camera from his chair, while sitting upright.

Congratulations! This is so lovely ❤️

Heading home from a big weekend in Bendigo. Glad hubby is driving, I am wrecked

I finally have had a calmer day.

I am having kitty cuddles and knitting my way through the first clue of a sock along.

Feeling better.

Could someone pour some oil on your joints?

Hence why I don’t really watch the news anymore. I just end up feeling sad and angry.

Oh mate. My brain does the exact same thing. I grew up in a loving but stressful environment, and it feels like I’m still, constantly, worrying about what can go wrong and managing my emotions/actions/thoughts to avoid potential conflicts.

I just wanted to say, you’re not alone. You can get through this too. Deep breaths help me.

Thank you, that is a good dog.

Having super intense anxiety dreams at the moment. This morning it was waking up and being unable to walk properly, staggering into the bathroom to see that my eyes were bulging and my irises were fully blown, and thinking that my husband hadn’t called an ambulance.

Literally the first thing I did when I actually got up was check my eyes in the mirror. Totally fine. Wish these dreams would stop.

Hell yeah you will, great job mate!