I called it COPD19 for awhile because I couldn’t remember the acronym for it. I still call it that when I can’t remember. Just call it Corona like the beer and keep it simple, geez.
I washed my curtains yesterday during work hours. Can’t tell me what I can do on my breaks.
I took a shower on my lunch break yesterday. I even washed my hair…can’t do that at the office.
I woke up at 859 and got to work at 900… I slept at the office
Friends called me during work hours and I actually answered and talked to them…who says you have to lose friends during the COPD19 breakout. Work is bringing us closer together.
I gained 5lbs on day 1…I ain’t coming out of this a skinny girl I can tell you that
People keep tagging me in the hair, nail and lash posts…guess what? Jokes on you this is my real hair colour, my real long nails and all 3 of these lashes are mine too.
I’m trying this dating site thing out…I had one guy delete me after I asked if he drove and he responded “no I can take the bus and meet you, what kinda man are you looking for?” And I didn’t reply. He deleted me and now I’m feeling some kind of way about setting my standards too high…what route you on man?
I swiped right on a bunch of “ no way in hell” guys on this dating app and then realized that meant I was interested and had to close down my whole account to avoid them from matching with me.
If I eat an edible I have “the symptoms”. It’s true.
#sherryannecrowe