This post is coming to you much later than it normally does on Thursdays. I blame the koala.
This, admittedly, isn’t entirely fair. Pineapple can’t help that one of his seams burst open and his owner (my five year old) brought him to me for repairs. Regardless, his procedure took precedence over the time I’d allotted to myself to write after school time. So, here we are.
We’re also here because my body is gearing up for another round of PMDD (which means it essentially shuts down) and I have to prioritize rest.
Today, I sent a text to Jonathan that said: