2025 unwrapped
The guy I was interested in for the past year just became a grandfather.
A grandfather.
JFC.
I’m over here like wait I haven’t even become a mother yet.
I mean … I still could, I imagine. Not that I’d want to. But what a mindfuck.
In any event, he was on my New Year’s resolutions list for 2025.
So was setting a toe in Europe. (Nope.)
Shedding some pounds. (Does it count when I regained them plus some extra?)
And a couple other things. (Oh well.)
I would get into the “not denied, just delayed” of it all.
But … if I’m at the age of seeing guys with GRANDCHILDREN, maybe I need some new goals?
Might as well resolve to stay fat and hang out with my cats more.
The kid is cute, though. Fighting my natural urge to send ALL THE PRESENTS is taking every bit of strength I’ve got.