It’s ok that I have no idea what I got on my midterms. Wanna know why? Because they are over so I never have to worry about them again! Until next semester. Which is my last semester of classes in Grad school. Which is totally ok!
It’s ok that I want to go shopping for “fatty” clothes. I tossed all of my old ones away, telling myself that I will never gain any weight. Then reality hit, and, well. It’s ok that I want to go shopping for fatty clothes.
It’s ok that my dogs are all the kids I need in my life right now. I’m ok with it, and you should be, too. Thankyouverymuch.
It’s ok that a new DSW opened about 5 miles from my house. Now I won’t have to drive 45 minutes for good shoes. Which saves me money. You’re welcome, husband.
It’s ok that even though I live in St. Louis that I don’t like baseball. You see, back in my hometown of Indianapolis (holla!), we were a basketball/football city. I love me some pro football, and I am go Hoosiers all the way in B-Ball. And I’m not depressed like the rest of the city because of this fact.