“I’m just stopping by the supermarket to grab a couple of essentials.”
(Famous last words before emotional collapse.)
Cut to:
- one full-blown emergency supply of pads
- sushi
- one giant poke bowl
- and a suspicious amount of Hogwarts Express chocolate.
The cashier looks at me with the gentlest, most maternal smile and goes:
“Rough day?”
And me, already tearing up (because, yes, period emotions mean I cry if a fork falls):
“YOU HAVE NO IDEA.” ;-;
Thank you, sweet Interspar lady, for making me cry at 7 PM between the Kinder bars and the organic cucumbers.
Now I’m finally home. No energy left to grab a plate, so tonight’s plan is:
poke on the couch, fluffy blanket, matcha face mask, and my “No More Drama” pajamas (oh, the irony).
What about you?
What’s your bad day ritual?
Are you more of a “sulking on the couch with Japanese food” type
or a “doing something POWERFUL to fix my mood” person?
I’m taking suggestions.
And yes, please drop your best sad songs - I need to suffer in stereo. ☆
Stay tuned, stay safe, stay cozy. ♡