Truth Is…

I do not do this to be a pity me–or a woe my life sucks–because my life doesn’t. But I want to share with you what my body/brain are doing so the next time someone talks about a mental illness, you can understand a little more of what they are going through.

I went grocery shopping with Z and talked with my mom on the phone. My anxiety was calming down until I started loading the car with groceries.

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Infested Feelings

I feel like the world’s grossest person right now.

Our house isn’t perfect, but we’re not hoarder status any more–even when we had our room that was hoarder status, we never had problems with so many pests.

We had an ant problem when we moved in the first week, dealt with it and now they are back. Plus, we’re 99.99% sure we have fleas and we¬†don’t have pets!

How does that even happen!?

Thanks to the minis for unpacking their lunch containers in their room, leaving breakfast sausage (from who knows when), and misc other food items all over their room, we have ants in their room again. Said ants have now begun migrating to the living room, as I saw a few the other day on the coffee table in the living room.

We’re not gross people. I am not saying our house looks like a magazine or that we could have company drop by at any time and it not look like we’re fighting to stay on top of stuff, but come on…

I don’t understand it. I am dreaming of an igloo for a home right about now.

I feel like that cartoon character, where they’ve reached their limit and something bad is about to happen… “Mommy…”

Happy weekend, folks.

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