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4/20 with no 4/20

Sad to say, I’m not celebrating 4/20 this year. Got home from work very late and decided to eat a rushed dinner then head straight to the tub with wine.

Yep, I forgot the gummy. And now I’m in the tub and fully not getting out. Wine will have to do. I also fully intend to stay in here til bedtime and go straight from TikTok swiping in the tub to TikTok swiping to sleep. Missed opportunity.

Guess I’ll just have to celebrate tomorrow. And the day after that … and that … and that.

Tub Tracker Stats

  • 20 mins and counting
  • Sweating. Made it too hot
  • Took a cute feet bubble pic for a boy
  • Have not yet heard back from said boy
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Lexapro 🌱

Not really sure what to say this week. Started a higher dose on my Lexapro and combined with this amazing weather, is my depression slipping away?

I am currently high in the tub, my Sunday ritual. But today I’m self-care swiping away on dating apps and enjoying the chats. Who am I?!!

But I’ve decided I want to keep up my very drunk nights out with friends. It’s been fun. Even the hangover lazy days.

Oh!!! And the podcast launched! 💁🏻‍♀️💁🏼‍♀️

Tub tracker stars:

  • I think I’m 30 mins in?
  • Feeling good
  • No wine this time
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Sober Sunday Scaries

I’m over here tackling my Sunday Scaries completely sober and hydrating after another weekend of debauchery. Let’s dive in.

My depression has taken over and I haven’t been motivated to blog lately, but look at me now!!! Self care bath, sober, and blogging away. Progress has been made.

Now, choices were still made these past couple of weeks with the bar boy, but I’ve bared it all on the new podcast and it’s launching this week. Three episodes all at once! So for the zero readers out there if you want more I’ll give you the pod name. 💁🏼‍♀️

This week I’m going to focus on working on myself and my body image. It’s going to be a doozy but I’ll survive it. But am I currently eating cold peanut M&Ms? Yes. But that’s self care so it’s ok.

Logging off to swipe, catch ya later ✌️

Tub Tracker Stats

  • 23 mins and counting
  • Self care!! Yay!
  • Vitamin Water to hydrate, no wine or gummy
  • Chill AF playlist
  • And I think I’m going to make this a working bath for the pod. Check a few things off the list
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Blah Blah Blah

No shocker here but it’s been a hot sec because I’m a depressed bb!!

In the tub after another sad few days but work has finally eased up a bit. I’m also rioting for more money and a title change, so wish me luck!! 🤞🤞🤞

Regular life is ok, just keeping a low profile and eating everything in sight. I actually can’t wait to exit the tub and eat a crunchy snack.

What’s going on over there with you? Have you started the new season of Bridgerton? Should I???

See ya soon ✌️

Tub Tracker Stats:

  • Tipsy from a work party
  • Had a gummy but it’s not working
  • Chill Spotify playlist
  • Major Hinge action tonight
Dating, Tub Tracker

What’s going on?

It’s been a week and I’m finally settling in to the tub to reflect. High? Yes. Wine? You know it.

We’re making progress with the podcast, so stay tuned! Music has been selected, a few episodes have been recorded, art has been made, social secured, and we’re so close to launch!!

In the meantime, I went on a date last week. It was pretty lackluster and even he didn’t want to makeout with me. I was pulling out all the stops, even though I wasn’t attracted to him! But a makeout would have been nice, dude!! Needless to say we didn’t make plans to go forward.

So here we are, in the tub reflecting.

Tub Tracker stats:

  • 58 mins and counting? Maybe done? Unsure
  • Self care and depression all at once
  • Brought in the bottle
  • Chill vibes playlist
  • Saw a 🍆 on tinder

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Two-Timing Tub Time

Ugh. Shit’s getting real this week and I don’t like it. Bad decisions are catching up with me and work is just insane. Instead of belting out my feelings tonight, I’m just going to leave you with the tub stats. Too all up in the feels for more.

Tub Tracker Stats:

  • Just under an hour
  • Drank 3/4 bottle of wine
  • Ate half a bag of Cheetos
  • Started out with music, then ultimately shut it off
  • Def a depression bath

Oh, and lots of wine stains this go-around.

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Sad Sunday Scaries

Depression bath in full-force. Haven’t even been in for 30 minutes and I’m already over it. What a waste of the remaining bubbles.

Left the house for coffee this morning but then simply could not get out to run errands, so instead I spent an ungodly amount for a Target delivery. At this moment it was worth every penny. Pringle’s, toilet paper, and epson salt to my door? Yes, please.

As soon as the depression really crept in I realized I needed candy, so I threw on my sweatpants and headed to CVS. Got my Lexapro, a Diet Dr Pepper, and a variety of candy. Sadly, none are working this afternoon. So I’m draining the tub and going to snuggle up in bed for starting the new season of Mrs Maisel. See ya and good luck out there with the Sunday Scaries. ✌️

Tub Tracker stats:

  • 29 mins and ending
  • Angsty playlist and a few Tinder swipes
  • Fully sober and annoyed
Dating, Tub Tracker

Saturday Screams

Guess who is avoiding their responsibilities and high in the tub again?!? 🙋🏼‍♀️🙋🏼‍♀️🙋🏼‍♀️

Last night my friend (who I’m making the podcast with) and I went out after recording an episode … at 10pm. Now I repeat, we met up at a wine bar. At. TEN. I really applauded us for this as we are typically in bed by then.

But alas, we are out and enjoying some drinks and talking boys, naturally. We looked super cute and dressed up for the occasion. I even pulled out my Alexander McQueen bag and DVF (faux) fur leopard jacket!! Big night.

Sad to report we met absolutely no one, but we had fun and my 38 year old body is dragging me down for staying out so late. So here we are, soaking in the tub. 😎

Tub Tracker Stats:

  • 54 mins and counting
  • Water and edible
  • Lovey pop and fun songs from an old bachelorette playlist I made
  • Pumping up my friend (via text) for a first date tonight!!

Dating, Tub Tracker

Princess?

Hi, friends! Not too much craziness to report this week, but it’s only Wednesday.

Work is still wild but I’m handling it like a champ with a bottle of wine in the tub. But actually, Tinder and Hinge are looking promising this week! Few new connections so stay tuned to see how those pan out.

But let’s get to why I’m here, the chin sucker.

Now loooooong ago, I matched and met up with this dude and thought “meh, I’ll see what the second date brings.” Well, it brought chin sucking, a cheek suck, CHEEK, and more fish-like movements. In the worst way.

Now dear reader you already know your girl is hopeless and desperate. Early last year he messaged me out of the blue (after a year of no contact) and I stupidly replied … even met up.

As expected it sucked and we didn’t really meet up again. However, he does enjoy texting me randomly as he feels there is still hope. Reader, there is not.

Now he knew my dad was sick. He would always text me when I was home visiting (which was all the time) and he was well aware of the situation. In January he asked what’s going on, told him I was out of town, and he thought I was out of town scared of covid. Again. And yes, this was his initial reaction every single time I messaged saying I was away. Idiot.

I informed him it was for personal reasons and he FINALLY asked how my dad was. My response “actively dying” and he then sent sympathy. My dad died two days later.

That was January. No response after that one sympathy note and none since … until yesterday.

“Is the princess back?”

Fuck off.