It is 12:12 a.m.

“Angel number 1212 symbolizes your spiritual growth and awakening, manifestation of your dreams, and awareness of your infinite being. You should continue to remain positive frame of mind and steer your thoughts in the direction of your dominant ambition.”

Ok internet, I will take heed. I will remain in this positive headspace for as long as I can. No promises because I can’t usually keep those when it comes to loving myself. Or making time for self-care or all that shit.

I am so happy.

My husband built a desk for me.

We’ve had beautiful talks and beautiful sex and our bed is hot and his smile is as good as his hands and life is hard cause money is always an issue cause everything costs fucking money and working a corporate job is mind-numbing and kills the part of my soul that is able to sleep.

In 12 days we leave to Chicago.

I meet his family for the first time.

I am super excited and nervous and hope that it goes better than when he met my parents.

It’s nice being an adult though.

Cause at this point, we can do whatever the fuck we want.

Ok, now I sleep.