I decided I’m gonna do this blog thing. I’m usually a journal-er, but after entering the world of ☆ Motherhood ☆ and experiencing so many new and weird things (hemorrhoids) I found the journal wasn’t as satisfying of a void to yell into as it once was. I can’t just keep my thoughts on Tommee Tippee bottles to myself. The world has to know too. They WANT to know! I’m that important!
Anyway. I’m a workaholic. I help manage a Tire & Lube drive-thru and I’m a nutso anal-retentive control freak with an anxiety disorder so I never miss work, I show up early and leave late, have a strict routine I’ve followed every day for years, etc. So then, I got pregnant and did the whole working pregnant thing and the short term disability thing and the blah-blah-blah whatever. Basically I’m on maternity leave and that means I have four entire months off work. Daunting. Terrifying. Boring. We’re currently trucking through month two.
I’ve been wanting to start the blog not only because I’m idle and vain but also because I wanted to do an Empties. Like, you do that whole, “this is everything I used in the month of August. I hated this, loved this,” kind of thing. I’m a very judgemental, scrupulous, and persnickety person. I love to complain.
The empties live under my bathroom sink right now, waiting to be critiqued. They sirene (can “siren” be verbified? Verbilated? Verbinacted? Verbitigated? Let me know) to me. Rhonda… It’s me, Empty Package of Post-partum Diapers, you need to let the people know that I wasn‘t breathable. *cough* It’s so dank and musty down here.
So that post will come soon, probably the end of the month.
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