My brain is full and the same things just keep playing in my head…so gonna put them all here and see if they stop. (I’m okay, really. Just a brain that’s too busy.)

Will P actually follow through and sign the paperwork for the refinance/me buying him out? Cannot lose this house.

Fuck, I really wanna start decorating more, but I don’t wanna jinx anything.

I have to take the cats to the vet…it’s been years, I’m a shit cat parent.

No I’m not a shit cat parent. I’ve had had terminally ill dogs for the past 4 years. I’m doing the best I can.

Are the side effects of Rhett’s chemo worth it? Fuck me, it’s gonna hurt when he dies.

I really have to price things, and figure out a step-by-step plan for transforming my yards to native plants.

I really need to find a new job that pays more…and I need to accept every Rover job that I can.

Why on earth did I finally remember *insert childhood trauma (not family related)* the other day?! Ugh

What if I die and leave behind the kids and the pets?! Ugh, I canNOT go down that thought spiral.

Am I failing my kids by not parenting them conventionally? Or do I feel that way because I was brought up in a culty environment?

What if I end up with Parkinson’s like my mom?

Fucking hell, health care in this country sucks. Not looking forward to the copay for my podiatry appt. Shit, I have to schedule a mammogram and fasting blood work.

Shit, forgot cat litter and wet dog food at the store. Guess I’m doing another Target pick-up tomorrow.

Stormageddon is looking skinny. Gotta make an appointment with the vet.

I’ve gotta get the kids out of the house more. Must look up area classes, hiking trails, and outdoorsy stuff.

It’s okay to listen to my body and not do a hard workout today. Fibromyalgia sucks, and I know better than to push it.

Stormageddon is laying on my chest, and I can feel his putting vibrating over my heart. Fucking love this cat.