Please excuse my absence from the internetz as there is a lot of shit going on at Casa Magnetobold but sure as fuck that motherbitch is getting CLEAN.
I have 2 switches when I am stressed out of my tiny little mind, one is CLEAN. ALL. OF. THE. THINGS. and then cover it with paint.
The other comatose staring at the wall.
Yesterday I was the former. Today the latter.
Good thing I deep cleaned the undersides of the tables YESTERDAY or I would be so fucking behind…
Tomorrow I have the meeting with my bosses boss and I am pretty confident that they are going to fuck me over.
And not in the ‘the safe word is Beyonce’ kinda way either.
Which is a good thing I suppose cause she is totally not my type.
I need your good vibes and/or words with your chosen deity.
I need them to grant the extension to my leave.
I need them to be compassionate. To understand that I need to do this, I need to get everyone working together for Boo because it is not just HIS future at stake but mine AND his sisters.
I need them to realise that I cannot be in two places at once and the stress of trying to fit it all in will kill me. Literally.
I need them to say ‘sure, whatever you need. Your job of 21 years is safe for when you return’
I need this.
Now please excuse me while I go and stare in my wardrobe for a few hours to try and decide what to wear to a meeting that will pretty much decide the course of the rest of my life.
And I have no fucking say in it whatsoever.