Wednesday. Today was all about TREAT YO-SELF. I woke up made my coffee. Showered. Made a SIMPLE green smoothie. Got ready. And get ready for it- shopped and didn’t give a fuckkkkk.
I bought new sneakers, got new pants, got new tops, got new ERRTHANG. And let me tell you, it felt great. I just bought clothes. I didn’t look at the tags or thing about bills coming up. I just treated myself. Rewarded myself.
After my shopping spree I came home, got ready, and had to head to work. Which on one hand- boo work I wanna keep shopping. On the other hand yay more money for my shopping.
So, I know Wednesday isn’t too eventful I shopped and worked. At the end of my shift devil man texted me though… Two days in a row. He’s desperate. I don’t think I want to have sex with him this week. This is my week. Hello: Birthday Week! Writing every day. It’s a thing. Anyways, he started using names like “baby” and “my dear” and at first it gave me a confidence boost. But than I started to feel kinda fucked up about it.
Sorry I didn’t have a more exciting post for today. Just shopping, booty calls, and work.