friday
daycare called this morning. short staffed, keep your kids home. except they still needed one of mine, so he went and it was just me and my daughter all day. not exactly the break i had in mind but okay.
we ended up at walmart because ive been meaning to buy nail glue for like. forever. i want to sit down and actually design my own press ons already. i was in full errand mode, very serious about everything, like go go go. did i mention i vacuumed my car before i dropped my son off at daycare?
on the way home we stopped at starbucks. i got a protein latte and the egg bites and they were so good. like annoyingly good. i hate that they were good because i keep forgetting im not supposed to go there. something about funding israel. i really need to get it together. but also i go maybe once every three months so iimchoosing not to spiral about it.
she got a cake pop. she ate only the frosting shell off the outside and left the entire cake part behind. no explanation. just moved on with her life. i don't know what to do with her.
when we got home i deep cleaned the bathroom and finally, finally tracked down that weird smell that's been lowkey haunting me. it was coming from the wall outlet. no foam gasket behind the cover plate so it's basically just an open hole to the insulation in the wall. love that for me. i looked it up and it's an easy fix though, i already got everything i need so i'm sealing it tomorrow.
then i checked instagram and saw he responded. three days ago. in a dm. he also asked me to make sure i don't include his name in my media. absolutely. of course. very noted. won't be included from now on. good evening, resident vato.
he didn't outright say it, but the tone was very much
seeing that kinda healed me though. like okay. that's who you are. i'm over it. ready to block and move on.
anyway. that was today.