in other news, good-ish morning. kinda. vani woke me up several times again and the last time he managed to get the damn collar stuck in his mouth, again
so frustrated me threw my hands up in the air after freeing him and decided to cut the thing off. drops for fleas are more expensive but i do not wish to experience him making himself flip out a third time
hey self maybe you should see about getting diagnosed for adhd like you and your fiancé have suspected for fucking years instead of continuing to just fight this battle with focus on a daily basis