Playing #ExplodingKittens with my 5yo…

Me:
what’s your strategy kiddo?

5yo (without hesitation):
winning. 😎

I seriously don’t know how he became so witty. 😅

Me: Okay, I'm going upstairs to get ready.

5yo: It takes you years to get ready!

Me: Wha–?!

5yo: 😂

Me: 🤨 Alright, well... I'll see you in a couple of years! ✌️

5yo: Noooooooooo

*sigh*

Dave: Babe, our child would like his goggles.

Me: Uh does he have goggles?

D: He says yes.

Me: …

D: They’re in the beach bag.

Me: …which is where?

D: My side of the closet?

Me: …

D: …

Me: Are you sending me to find the thing that you already know where it is?

D: Welcome to marriage!

🙃

My 5yo son: Mommy, are you going up stairs to take a shower?

Me, jokingly: Why? Are you trying to get rid of me? Trying to take my spot?

Him: No, I’m not trying to get rid of you. When you come back downstairs, I just want to see how beautiful you are.

🥹🤔😂

Y'all, I'm so tired.

Tired of not having a job.
Tired of not even getting interviews.
Tired of my husband and son seeing me break down every single day.
Tired of not having health insurance, so I can't see my psychiatrist.

I'm just so tired of this. 😞 I feel so defeated.

#unemployment

had a panic attack while getting my teeth cleaned today, sooo...

honestly, if my feed continues to be photos of everyone's pets, I'm perfectly ok with that.