Bombs Away.

Yesterday my new bath bombs from Lush arrived already, just a day after I ordered them and it wasn't even Amazon,either, AND I even got free delivery because it was over 65$! Yay! This morning I soaked in my first one, the one on the bottom left,I think  it was a honey lemon gold sparkle glitter one and it just smelled oh-so heavenly! I soaked in there for so long my fingers got all prune-y and wrinkly! They're so expensive( at least for me, anyway) I  save them and make each one last for 3-4 baths. This morning I was also woken up by sweet little Chihuahua kisses on my face which was a nice way to wake up; I'm just glad I knew what it was and wasn't startled awake and wasn't automatically defensive and didn't swat him away and end up whacking him across the room! Beja also likes to chase chipmunks I found out as well, likely as it's one of the few things even smaller than he is!😂

This is also my toe yesterday; now a red  bumpy crusty scab where the nail fell off and it feels like the nail is already starting to grow back in as it feels all rough and ridgy, and the house behind us got sold, it must be for the 6th or so time, so far, and I also noticed a big hole right beside our house at the front a bit smaller than a basketball, clearly dug by some animal, maybe a skunk, a raccoon,  groundhog, etc.(too big to just be a squirrel) so my hubby has to fill it in and also set a trap in the basement because who-know-what lives down there now, likely an entire family nesting,  and I heard Stairway To Heaven again on the radio yesterday and even though I do have Beja now to love me and to give my life purpose and meaning and to bring light into the darkness I still do hope I die soon( I'm just not going to keep trying to actively kill myself) as my life is still shit  and I have nothing really to look forward to and no real future,and I also want to be with Buddy again.

Today the youngest( age 18) went in to work with the 30 YR old's boss as he needs a partner to help him and the 30 YR old's still off with his concussion and I just hope that he does eventually recover ok so that he can still get back to work at some time though; that he's not permanantly disabled and loses his fine-motor skills, for example, and things aren't going well at my hubby's work ,either ,and he might have to take an early retirement package, and I joke the Grand Ol Opry  is like Radio City Music Hall only for rednecks and yesterday as I was trying to watch the news( the only thing I even watch on TV) the TV kept "freezing"  so I asked my hubby to help and of course he got mad(as helping me is always such an effort and inconvenience) and then when he'd unplugged it and re-booted it(it's one of those annoying Smart TVs too complicated for me) it wouldn't turn on so I had to call him again and he yells at me in a rage, Get off your LAZY ASS and turn it on yourself! except the Google Home device wouldn't turn it on and there's so many remotes, cables, and wires, etc. I didn't know which one to use, and he gets so mean and insulting and always puts me down and makes me feel really stupid and shamed because I always need help.

What an asshole, I know.

Secretly, I actually hope I DO  have cancer and then I can finally be set free.

Living in North America is like living in a huge high school full of mean kids.-Kathryn