Hey there, friends! It’s a new week, and a new month. I have yet again decided to try and get at least some of my shit together, but for once I believe in myself, and maybe I’ll even make it this time. Who knows.
This weekend was a busy one for me, I started my Saturday with getting out of bed ten minutes before my dad picked me up, and all I had time for was to get dressed and put my tiara on. I obviously didn’t have time to put my damn eyebrows on, even though I had a birthday party to attend. I didn’t even have time to drink coffee, but I don’t wanna think about that, I might cry or something.
I spent the first part of my day with my family on my dad’s side, we were helping my grandparents getting their allotment ready for spring. Though I mostly sat down, took photos and talked to my little cousins. But let me tell you right now, that team work is not my strong suit. It never has been, and probably never will be. But neither is running, yet somehow ended up having a running competition with my almost five year old cousin, so you never know.