My kid, barging into the bathroom: hey mom?
Me, sitting on the toilet: may I have some privacy please?
My kid: oh sure *walks out, leaving the door open*
me: [complaining about the price of groceries I just bought]
also me: [getting a $17 cheeseburger at five guys after paying for said groceries] worth it.
texted my therapist this morning to make an appointment. I ended it with "there's no crisis this time" because I just know he fuckin sighs hard when he sees a text from me.
Wondering which awkward mix of my unresolved trauma and questionable dark humor is going to surface today in an inappropriate but still hilarious fashion.
Mom said 'we're leaving in 5 minutes!โ That was 47 minutes ago. I have now taken off all my clothes and hidden one shoe. The negotiation continues.
-my toddler probably