Little bit of bad news. Juts got a message from your sis about Loggie. She is unable to take him in, due to her rent rules. So that's that, I guess. So, I will have to save up to get him put down. Or maybe find another person to take him. Which ever is easiest. I am Joking, obviously. I'm looking for cheapest, not easiest. HEEE HEEE.
But seriously, I have no idea what to do next. Oh well. He's ok here for a while longer. I will just have to continue wearing the gas mask for a little while longer.
You know what. Yesterday afternoon he farted and then left the room. I had to jump out of the window to survive. Luckily I was saved by the neighbour's bouncy castle. Apparently, I ruined the birthday party.
Besides, she'd only 3, she won't remember it. She may ask her parents about the scar on her head. "Well dear, at your 3rd birthday party, a fat man fell on top of you, whilst bouncing on an inflatable pink castle." "Ok. mum, but why did you specify the colour of the bouncy castle? It's not really relevant to the story" "Sorry Shaniqua, I just wanted to be honest with you."
"Ok Mum, is that why I no longer have birthday parties?" "No, that's not why, we just don't like you anymore!"
ANYWAY - Luke. That's it. Not sure what to now, but not gonna worry about it.
Oh yeah, here's something that you would glaze over when I tell you, I'm working on my website. There is a whole podcast that I forgot about, which has over 200 episodes. It's the "Relaxation Hypnosis for Stress, Anxiety & Panic Attacks". I really don't know how I was able to miss it. Oh well. That's it from me for now.
Luckily I ordered some food for the boys, so should be ok for the next 2 weeks till, I get my next bit of money. It should be here with my groceries between 2 & 4pm. Of course I won't answer the day, just incase they want me to help carry stuff up the stairs. Kinda defeats the point of getting them delivered (and paying extra for the service).
So, that's it for now. See ya xx