Sunday, April 2, 2017

The Week I Kept Tweeting

Sunday
 
 

I really do live in a good neighborhood... Nobody believes me with all these posts.



Monday
 
 
 



Tuesday
 
To my boss.



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Friday
 
 



Saturday 
 
 
 
 




Today's positive thought: God damn, I have so much hair.

9 comments:

  1. That is a fuckton of hair. I'm too old to deal with it long anymore, not that mine EVER grew past my shoulder blades (dunno why that is). Now, I'm all about the 1" buzzcut!

    What was the deal with delivering empty pizza boxes? Is your store in a mall, by chance?

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    1. Short hair is amazing on some people, but I cannot stand it on myself. I have to keep it long! I'm trying to get it to be waist length because I've never had it that long.

      My store is, by chance, in a mall!

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    2. I'm older now, which has really only enhanced my laziness. Forever, I had long hair and all the accoutrements you need for long hair, and I wanted it to grow to my waist or even longer, so I could SIT on it. It just never did go much past my shoulder blades, and once I started cutting it myself (above the shoulders/just past the chin/to the ears/BUZZCUT), I can no longer stand it long enough to pull back or clip up. It's just old-lady laziness, that I have fully embraced.

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  2. Oh, honey, I'm proud of you. You are so sweet for helping the high neighbor.

    Love,
    Janie

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    1. Thank you Mama. I just didn't want her to be lost. I'm sure she's a very nice lady.

      Love,
      Rachel

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  3. How wonderful of you for helping the neighbour

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  4. Oh my god, I need a break from the Internet. I first read the title as 'the week I kept twerking', and I thought please, no, I mean I know you're cool and all, but twerking isn't a good look for ANYONE.

    I think I need a breakfast corndog, stat.

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    1. You must need a break from the Internet if you think I'm cool. Bless your soul.

      A breakfast corndog might be able to fix that for you.

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