hey all, i’ve got about 50 bucks left to last me till i get my first paycheck next friday, if you want to throw a couple bucks my way to help out itd mean a lot. <3
$ info here: https://linktr.ee/gumdropkitty
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So yeah I don't think I'm gonna manage ITNL update tonight. Too tired for writing brain. But I'm gonna keep working at it. Maybe tomorrow, if I'm lucky. If not then, then Monday.
The good news is I have Three days off next week (decadent!) So I'm gonna have more time for. Things.
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Making myself feel better about waking up earlier than usual lately especially on the weekends when I could be sleeping in by going to dunkin for a butter pecan iced coffee and breakfast (and a free lemon loaf today for later!)
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UGH
The minimum spend for Coles and woolies delivery orders is $50. And the uber eats catalogue of iga items is missing some things that I KNOW they have in the shop.
I don't think I NEED $50 worth of groceries... but I can't go shopping atm with my arm broken, since I need both my cane and my trolley cause I can't carry heavy things cause of my chest
And I hate having to rely on someone else for my shopping...
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Being a Big Girl and going to the laundromat and it's already been such an ordeal aaaaah
First I was halfway there when i realized i forgot my quarters so I had to turn around and to back home to grab them
Then when I was nearly there I realized I left my headphones at home
At least I remembered the laundry and detergent??
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Good news: i'm home safely
Bad news: my luggage is not.
Further bad news: I hate living here.
Fuck sake, I ran out of tags. Second half of the tags is here. First is in the actual tags.
Navi's food has his anxiety meds in it. Tael doesn't need them. And Navi needs the full dose. But fuck that I guess.
And they started relying on a weird system that alerts them when an animal goes out the doggy door at night. so they can yell at the cat if that's who went out. Except if they've already fuckinh run away to be eaten by coyotes or hit by a car. Or ignore it bc they're fucking asleep.
And then when i'm upset at them for fucking up, they tell me i'm being ungrateful and that the cats are fine.
They just couldn't be bothered to take an extra few minutes out of their day to do what I asked in the way it needed to be done.
Just. I've been home 17 hours and I already feel like shit and hate living here.
I'm so fucking tired.
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Last night my mom was like okay tomorrow let's spend the day looking into the state health insurance stuff together and I was like okay great! I'll enroll in the work one and we will see if the state options are any good. I Can dream about doing The Artist Thing and not just continue to try to do the Normal (aka Neurotypical) Thing of a normal Job when my brain isn't good at that and it leads to embarrassing meltdowns and lots of stress for me.
And today.... she apparently asked dad to start working on it with me but I didn't come down for breakfast till 11 at which pt he started working on the easel he's actually decided to Make me for my birthday gift (crazy man! Looks at the ones in stores and looks at plans and decides he can do better and just goes and starts!), and he didn't mention anything to me before that, and she was at services this morning and then got some groceries and got home at like almost 1, had a snack? Lunch? And was like I'm gonna just sit down for a bit and then we can do that, but I started reading and just realized it's almost 2 so went to talk to her and she's napping. So. Idefk. I'm disappointed.
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