Trying to calm myself down.
Heated herb rice bag, lavender aromatherapy oil, natural sounds, and a bed full of my animals. Still agitated to the max. Certain people have no respect for my things. Or any things for that matter. I don’t see how I can possibly be nice to people who throw garbage out of their car, destroy my antique wooden furniture, ruin my knife set, and damage my toaster oven. On top of that,...
So much to do!
So little time. I always manage to get the best inspiration when I can’t do anything about it. :/
Reorganizing my room
It feels a lot better so far. I can actually get to my dresser now. The cats have some more napping and hiding places. More floor space has opened up. I can actually get to my windows now. It looks better. Still some more work to do. I’m pretty happy with it so far. The animals don’t seem too disturbed. They’re all sleeping. :p
Freshly washed sheets and blankets. <3
I can breathe again.
The trouble will soon cease. I can’t believe it was that easy. Now to catch up on my 3 weeks worth of backed up reading and homework.
Looks like the light at the end of the tunnel suddenly got a lot closer.
I literally look like I’ve been punched in the eye sockets about a dozen times. I have nasty dark circles that would rival a Raccoon’s. Thanks, horrible roommate, for stomping around the house, squeaking your stupid dog’s fucking toys outside of my room, and screaming at people when a gentle whisper would suffice. I know you’re being a bitch. I know you’re doing this...
This heartless bitch
Doesn’t care anymore. You’ve pushed my final button.