Whole lotta nothing…

June 7, 2023

Whole lotta nothing…

It was way too sunny this morning for my walk. I just cleaned and picked up the house. I regret however cracking the garage door and letting the breeze through as the dog has howled and barked at every leaf, stick or spec of dust. I took my chances today at making a bean salad so I would have some stuff to eat at the ready. Surprisingly it wasn’t bad. I’m not Julia Child. I’m Shi*tshow Contessa. It was tasty and filling.

Went to the swim board meeting to talk about some board stuff regarding concessions and payroll. I was there to support the organization for my children. Felt more tired today so a whole lotta nothing is par for course. I managed some home logistics. Tomorrow is blood day! (Not exactly looking forward to it.) I get three weeks off of chemo.

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About Me

Hello, my name is Nina. I am a mother, wife, daughter and friend. I am lover of country music, & 80’s love ballad. I love me some karaoke! I identify as hot mess mom. I get it wrong, all the time. On the rare occasions I get it right? Even I’m shocked.

I am a working professional in the field of Compliance. I am mother two, daughter to immigrant parents, wife to a “redneck” – and proud of it, sister-in-law to the two most incredible human beings I have ever met and a niece that is just so cool but doesn’t know it.

I work too hard and play too little. I’ve always focus on the wrong thing and never quite sure if I’m ever enough. I grew up on the East Coast and was a latchkey kid in the 80’s and 90’s – I dodged the sketchy people on the walk home and tried not to end up on a milk carton.

I went to a very privileged Boarding School on the East Coast and college after that. (So yeah that’s exactly why this journal will be riddled with grammatical and spelling errors. On the days I feel good, I’ll type it out. On the days I don’t feel good it’ll be voice to text. I can not be held liable for the things Siri puts in as my “voice”. ) Graduated on a Friday and started Fleet Bank on a Saturday. I hustled my way through the midnight shift at DHL and hustled and hustled and hustled. I knew nothing except the hustle. (As I said, I’m a hot mess mom).

Battle Hymns of a Hot Mess Mom