Real big mess that keeps getting bigger over here.
Hello, I'm still kicking just very exhausted and trying to figure things out.
In a nutshell, still have a hole in our roof and ceiling, insurance people dragging ass so who knows if this will be covered, staying at a friends with their gremlin and feeling weirdly healthier?, relationship miscommunication, got job?, and I haven't drawn anything and it feels like years. Also, nose piercing.
So a lot is happening.
I know it's only been a week or two since my last post, but it honestly feels like months due to the stress (I have a gray streak now, in a week got a streak), and I just want things to go back to a normal state.
Gotta put it out there, this year is balls.
I posted on my art account about how I'm not going to be making much stuff because I have a hole in my roof and ceiling along with Mold. So much mold.
In a bit of a nutshell, house is fucked, landlord/father-in-law is doing his best and is going as fast as he can. My mom told me, not these exact words, I'm a burden when I was asking for help and now I'm sitting in my friends basement (bless her) in fight or flight mode with a continuous eye twitch and all 4 of my pets and husband.
The ao3 curse is not real. It can't hurt me. It's just probability. It's just coincidence. It's just correlation.
Me, arriving to numerous fandoms this quarentine after they hit their prime with series who have been running since I was born and are now all finishing