There is not enough coffee in the world to make getting out of bed a pleasant experience. To say mornings in my household are just a clusterfuck at warp speed is an understatement. Here’s how a typical weekday morning looks for me: 6.30am Child Shaped Alarm named Hunter yells[…]
Month: September 2016
Thirty three going on sixteen
I am 33 years old. ‘Thirty three??’ I hear you say ‘but you look like you’ve been kissed by the eternal fountain of youth and you have the maturity of a 12 year old’ (Ok I made the first part up to make myself feel better. People don’t say that).[…]