Saturday, I drank a smoothie not realizing it had mango in it. I spent the night curled up in a ball wishing my stomach away. Sunday, my neighbors smoked pot and it took me three hours to realize why I couldn't breathe. Actually Kevin clued into it and closed all the windows and asked why I hadn't notice. I had notice I wasn't breathing well but not the reason why.
Monday, my body was ravaged by fever. The result of weekend allergy reactions. grrrr.
Tuesday, I was brave enough to leave the house, out to get a manicure and pedicure. I found a nice place to go, got them done came home and the polish basically wiped off my toes and made a huge mess of the carpet. I also wanted gel nails and got soak off. Waste of money. No finished product picture or picture of the carpet because I was sooo done with this day. On the plus side I did get a paraffin wax treatment and while it made my flip-flops slippery for a day or two it soften my feet and kept them moisturizer for two days.
Wednesday, I'd had enough curled up on the couch and watched all available episodes of "The Path". Watched a woman gaslight her child and I wanted to take her side.... Talk about conflicting emotions. The show is an interesting and great portrayal of Cult Life.
Thursday, I pulled myself together. I went with Kevin to his work. Spent the morning catching up on everything I have avoided. Reorganized parts of the blog.
Today, I don't know. I hope I'm this
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