Adam and I went to get a National Guard ID for him since he’s no longer active duty. The woman was updating his information and asked if I was Mrs. Mospens. I begrudgingly said “No ma’am, I’m not.”
Apparently his ex-wife is still in the system as his spouse and we can’t get rid of that without first going to the courthouse to get a copy of the divorce paperwork.

Now I understand why he’s really worried about getting married too soon. She was secretly a cheating whore, she was absolutely batshit, and he’s STILL having to deal with legal shit after three years.

Things would be a lot easier if he had never married her in the first place.




Last year for Easter, we got these cool egg decorating kits, with markers, stickers, stencils etc.

I was trying to do an elaborate floral pattern on my eggs, but the stencil kept slipping. I got reeeeally distraught. More distraught than I had any right to be. But no matter how much I concentrated, I couldn’t get the stencil to stay in the right place.

I was having an eggs n’ stencil crisis.


Boyfriend and I had an argument last night, and he didn’t say a word the entire drive home. Then he wordlessly climbed into bed and faced away from me and wouldn’t speak to me. I spent all night crying and he spent all night pretending that he couldn’t hear me. Then every time I would reach out and grab his arm in my sleep, he’d pull away.

There’s nothing worse than having the person that you’re in love with sleeping next to you and still feeling alone as ever.

Shoutout to my stepdad

for reminding me that I’m an unemployed college dropout that got knocked up and does not have a plan for the future.

That’s the first conversation that you decide to have with me after not seeing me for over a week? Okay then.

Thanks for fucking up my first decent day after coming off of a depressive episode, asshole.