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Yesterday was 4 weeks exactly that I had to put down my 13 month old puppy, Curtiss. And today I had a doctor appointment. The same doctor I saw exactly 12 weeks ago…when I got home to find my gonna be ex (GBE) gone (he left a note; coward!). So I was having just a smidge of PTSD yesterday and today.

On my way home from the doctor today, my nearly brand new (6 month old) car was rear-ended and crunched. Nobody was hurt and the car is drivable, but, since it is community property and titled in both our names, I have to advise GBE.

Not gonna do it tonight. Gonna eat snickerdoodles and drink oat milk instead. I made them yesterday using the copycat recipe for Paradise Bakery Snickerdoodles. It’s a little something I did just for myself…and it made me smile…and it might make me fat too!

Y’all do something kind for yourselves, just for me.

And remind me that, Tragedy + Time = Comedy and that Ima be laughing my @$$ off soon.