I am hanging out on Pinterest because I’m building vision boards for the new house. I won’t buy 99.9% of the stuff I’m pinning. That’s not the point.

I’m trying to not think about all the things I can’t control. My friendships. My kids. How fast the visa process happens. Whether Noah gets to keep this (ABSOLUTELY FUCKING AMAZING) job. The things I can’t control are kind of cock blocking the things I can control. I can’t make a whole series of plans until some stuff moves that is out of my hands. Like getting an actual quote for moving our shit.

I have a whole bunch of potential quotes in my inbox about shipping right now. I genuinely can’t go respond to them. I will cry. I don’t want to cry right now.

And I’m on day 29? of my cycle so hormones are fun and all that.

It will all get done. Mostly I’ve been hanging together with pluck and good cheer. Tonight… I stress.

But there are an awful lot of things I will never say. I shouldn’t even think about them.

Sleeping pill kicked in.