I’m getting real sick of this illness.
The struggle is as real as the 30 minute counter of my toilet clock.
I’m meant to be going to green cloaks next weekend. I’m going to be in purpetual uncomftorbility.
We’be offered to help with Camp set up too so I may be going a day earlier than expected… still haven’t done ANY of my washing though… I need to get one that really.
But in the mean time in going to keep me a puppy and hope she doesn’t struggle for freedom while I use her for cuddles..