Tub Time Tuesday

Evening. Tonight’s a big ol’ depression bath. Long weekend. (And not the good kind.) Long start to the week. And long fingernails that scratched my eye.

I had a fun weekend, but too much drinking and too little quiet me-time. This weekend is my birthday, so trying to recharge before then, but honestly just want to chill and maybe eat pasta.

I also am so fed up with men lately. No new ones want me. No good old ones want me. And too many taken men do.

So yeah, Depresso City

Tub Tracker Stats

  • 30 mins and counting
  • No wine, but weed
  • About to start swiping

Wedding Woes

Ohhhh boy. Went to a wedding last night and let’s just say I don’t remember the Uber ride home.

The things I do remember? The magician catching his beard on fire and the entire reception reeking of burnt hair; oh, and the fact that I came close to hooking up with a married man whose wife wasn’t there.

That man came on harder than a dude who is just about to leave for war. Damn.

But I kept him faithful! At least in this instance.

Tub Stats

  • 50 mins and counting
  • Trying hard to text old flings
  • Contemplating life and how annoying I am

Still Crampy & Cranky

Turns out, my period has decided to keep it going this weekend! Last weeks mess stopped, but today she really came back with a vengeance.

So still crampy, and still cranky. But I’m high in the tub with new menstrual relief bubble bath and definitely going to bed soon. Big and busy week at work.

Tub Stats

  • 20 mins and counting
  • Very much depressed
  • Looking to get higher

Crampy & Cranky

Kinda confused as to what this bath is to be labeled. Self-care? Depression? Can it be both?

Feeling a little down today after a loooong few weeks of verrrrry low work days. Are things changing? Sure, but will it ever change anything? We’ll see, I guess.

So, obviously, had another marathon night of drinking and feeling all the things today. Including cramps! Wtf body, it’s no where near time for this and spotting. I haven’t bleed in almost a year but somehow today my uterus said “surprise Bitch.” 😩

So here we are, soaking in the tub high and just being. Last night I got so drunk I texted the old fling that now lives with his girlfriend. Not cool. I simply wrote “hi 🙃” but it was before 10pm. So at least that isn’t toooooo bad?! 🥴

He responded this morning and apologized for not answering sooner. I quickly apologized for texting and breaking our rules from our last convo months ago. I was doing so well!!!

He immediately wanted to know how my dating life was going and how I was. I told him dating has been blah and asked how he was. Dating his bestie still but misses having sex with other people.

I tried to divert and say it’s not all that great because I’ve had a lot of bad sex lately. He wanted details. But reader, you should applaud me because I said “no! We can’t have that type of relationship anymore!” Yay me respecting boundaries!!

The boy even wrote how his sex life was not that great (again). But you know what? Not my business. Growth, babbbbby!!

Tub Stats

  • 67 minutes and countjng
  • Water and iced coffee
  • Definitely high
  • And dare I say, almost thinking this could be labeled self-care now!