I’ve been a bit of a lazy blogger recently. I mean, I’m making food and moves and posts, but the actual typing it up kinda isn’t happening. It’s the holidays, I deserve to slow up a bit, no?
Yesterday was one of those days that I put on a huge college sweatshirt, and looked like a hot mess all day. You know what I’m talking about! If I was in my pre-parenthood life I would have stayed in bed all day and binge watched trashy shows. Instead I did probably the exact opposite of that, just with super oversized comfy clothes on. I felt fine. I was in good spirits. Just the whole getting dressed like an adult thang was not happening. Turns out, my kids could care less what I look like.