26/08/2024
THIS IS ME ✨ 8:30am racing out the door for school drop off, baby in tow to get dropped off to get babysat, this is shirt three (coz spewy baby), on my way to what I shouted myself for my birthday present this year.
Getting said baby out of the car before I headed off on an adventure, more said spew straight down the front of me. Praising the great man in the sky that decjuba was only around the corner from where I needed to be. Racing around the shop, hot and flustered, grabbing the first shirt I could find.
Throwing it on in the change rooms and sprinting straight back out in said top and stating ‘I’ll just pay for it and wear it out if that’s cool’. Both ladies staring at me, mildly amused, I’m guessing they too have found themselves in said situation.
The lovely, perhaps more mature lady come around the front of the desk and says darling ‘it’s inside out and you seem to have, perhaps, vomit on the back of your pants’, we need to removed the security tag and you have left your (vomit) shirt in the change room🙄
and that my friends might just be the closest analogy to ‘coming in hot, hot mess vibes’ there ever was 😅🔥🫠
Now to the gift of all gifts, who else buys themselves somewhere between 8-15 gifts for themselves ‘for their birthday’ in the weeks leading up to, and after their birthday? I’ll share that tomorrow ✌🏻
