Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom

I thought I felt like a rockstar this morning and lifted weights (3lbs) – I won’t be signing up for Ironmans any time soon. While I didn’t work up a sweat I still showered and promptly went to bed afterwards and woke up around 12:30pm. Though I wasn’t a couch potato per say, I wasn’t exactly productive.

Body was a bit on the achy side when I woke up but no worse than the day to day. I tried on another Amazon wig…J almost just about peed himself when he say me. He literally said “Hell Nah, to the Nah Nah Nah” followed by “Why?”

Amazon showed it as a sassy framed with bangs cut.

But the mood was more Jim Carey – it wasn’t a good look. M, bless her heart, thought it was cute. I love her constant support. It did not look good and made me laugh as well to be honest. I couldn’t help but giggle in the mirror before taking a selfie.

J took L to get his haircut finally – this kid hasn’t had his hair cut since before I went to the hospital. He was super shaggy for sure. It was nice to see him all cleaned up this evening. The walker/chair is coming tomorrow. If the weather holds without being too sunny, I may take it for a spin to see how I do. Unless there is assembly required. Cause then we’re not going to do anything until it’s assembled. Even before I got sick, anything that I “DIY” was janky as hell. Even the easiest projects…always looked off. DIY is not my forte. If you need something sasquached or janked – I’m here for you. You need something properly put together – I’ll bring wine and watch. My first apartment has IKEA furniture…Charlie jumped on the bed before I full secured the bolts and the whole Malm bed fell apart. It must have shaved a few months off that poor dogs life. He hid in the closet for the remainder of the evening. Refused to jump up on the bed to sleep next to me either. It took a few days of coaxing for him to trust my DIY.

Energy today is low. Headed to bed.