I need to say little when also giving you the visual aid of my Twitter updates for the week. That said, I'm gonna Tarantino it and let you take the journey on your own.. mostly.
Gator pride and the end of the week. Regret over not letting Milo bite/scratch me to bits around 3am.. 4am.. 5am..
Also giving up on self care.
Milo is acting out. I'm trying to be patient.
Some pretty bold imperative statements here.
Complain-y and germaphobic.
I do truly hate getting up early. It's like, no matter what time I go to bed, I still feel shitty in the morning.