Kay

I'm officially declaring you as a missing person...
          
          Now you gotta proof to us that you're not missing and drop them chapters. Pretty please, and please dont forget I said pretty please

Do you know how I know I’ve made it in life?
          
          We have a 17-year-old young lady staying with us until university starts… and she thinks I’m cool.
          
          HER. With standards higher than the Angel Falls. She looked at me and said, “I see why my dad loves you, you’re so cool.”
          
          Aah!
          
          Listen, I’ve been her full-time mom for roughly 72 hours and I am apparently killing it. At this point, I fear I am the mom and hubs is the bonus parent. I wonder if he's aware of the demotion.
          
          You know what? I might start a podcast because this level of parenting excellence (mmthankyew) should not go unshared! 
          
          I'm calling the podcast: "The Cool Mom of a 17-Year-Old"
          
          In fact, I need to go renew my driver's licence one of these days. Do you know what I'm selecting as my title? "Other" then writing "Cool Mom of a 17-Year-Old" on the side.
          
          Lol nothing could've prepared the world for this version of me.

Is feastive season over yet? Cause I just wane know when is the correct timing for me to start harrassing you for chapters for Between Hearts and Loving me Back to me. 

I just remembered I used my cult benefits to get a new Garmin, the Boston 13s, and running tights.
          
          Between the rewards and my Miles that I saved for the entire year, I paid ABSOLUTELY NOTHING for all three. When I tell you there's nothing I love more than a good deal! No shame clap hands for Vitality, what a babe!
          
          Anyway everything was delivered just before we left for the Christmas festivities. Tomorrow we’re going back home where my babies are waiting for me. Oh the excitement! 
          
          Hear me when I say my first run of the year is going to be elite!!!

Hey y'all. I'm going to publish another short story when I get to my destination. Mostly AI generated (Copilot). I promise you I have not forgotten about Between Hearts & Loving Me. We'll see the huns in the new year when life gets back to normal.
          
          All the best for the new year y'all, be safe!

A friend of mine asked me why I write books on here for free, and it got me thinking.
          
          I started writing because corporate was doing the absolute most and I needed an escape. Then I left that toxic job and had a lot of time to kill. By the time we got to Between Hearts, I was writing simply because I was having fun. Now it’s just part of my day. I write because I can. Because I enjoy it. Because my brain is always running at 100 and needs somewhere to go.
          
          Could I be doing storytimes on social media like the influencer girlies? Sure. But that would require talking. And I don’t talk. At all. You have to pay me to talk. I literally chose my career because it requires minimal speaking. Do I have a lot to say? ALWAYS! I’m extremely opinionated and I can speak eloquently, debating teams raised me. But to voice those opinions? No, please. Pay me first. (Unless we’re talking feminism, capitalism or racism. Then I talk for free, and you’ll have to pay me to stop.)
          
          Anyway. The point.
          
          I don’t actually know why I write for free, considering how much time I pour into it. And I love money. Money brings me joy on a spiritual level lol
          
          But deep down, I know monetizing my writing would ruin it for me. Coz then I’d have to think about marketing, engagement, reach, analytics, consistency, all the things I do not want to care about. I want free money. Passive money. Money that arrives without me having to perform for it. Working hard for money bores me. Worrying about performance bores me even more.
          
          But also...  if there’s money to be made?
          Then... let’s get it!
          You see my dilemma?
          
          Argh.

Do you know what I realized after training for and running my first marathon?
          
          Hore life haeyo that bad. Ya, shame, let’s give life a chance hey?

On today’s episode of The Dangers of Peer Pressure
          
          So we were in Ballito for Friendsmas and on one of the days we decide to go to the beach. We’re 4 couples, 2 new ladies ne?
          
          Before we get to the beach, one of the huns announces she has a HUUUGE phobia of water.
          
          Ffwd to the beach. The other huns and I go in, content creation. Phobia bae is watching, sbwling heavy! She's like “I want cute pictures too.”
          
          I (Lord Peer Pressure) tell her: “Girl, the phobia is temporary. Content is forever. Get in. I got you. Nothing is going to happen.”
          
          The ocean said: “Bet!”
          
          Sharp, we’re in, facing the shore. Ocean behind us. Cute poses. 
          
          When I tell you, I now understand why people say never turn your back on the ocean! Coz out of nowhere, the camera woman SCREAMS and bolts out of the water.
          
          In my mind, it's a 7-headed fire-spitting shark. All my body wants to do is run but I remember I’m with patient zero, so I grab her hand and try to run. What I did NOT factor in is this hun’s survival response being to freeze.
          
          I’m ready to take-off. I pull her, my girl doesn't move. At this point, I make peace with the situation. I hold onto her, hoping to ride the wave out. The wave hits, she starts panicking and fights to keep her feet on the ground. I'm trying to get us to float so the water can push us out, it's a tussle. I wanna let go to get some air but I'm thinking the water is going to pull her in when the wave retracts.
          
          I eventually feel hands on me, help has arrived so I let go if her and we stagger back onto the sand.
          It's after the fact, I'm sitting next to Hubs who is tearing up. You’d think it’s because he almost lost the love of his life, no. He’s holding back laughter.
          
          The boyfriend is naar, he's telling the hun: “Hayi mahn, next time put coins before you get in the ocean. You know you have debts!”
          
          When I tell you this man was cackling like a hyena telling me he's adding Jesu to his LinkedIn because he was literally running on water to get to us. 
          
          Yoh LESSON LEARNED!

Do you know that feeling when a song is so good you feel yourself leave your body, like you’re watching yourself listen just to make sure you’re loving it at the highest possible level?
          
          And every single time you play it, you catch a new beat, a new layer, something you missed before and somehow it gets better?
          
          The kind of music you have to sit completely still for, just to really hear it.
          
          That’s 'Fly Away' by Nastee Nev & Merldy B for me.
          
          Actually, the entire 0808 Sweet Soul album by Nastee Nev. I’m convinced he made it just for me.
          
          My God, a work of art!

Now you know, I’m jealous. I did not know that you had these many chapters out on this book already and you did come through for me. He said he’s gonna give me something to read while I’m on vacation, but you need to give me one more chapter of loving me back to me. I’ll wait on my book. I’ll wait on it until you’re ready for it.