Rant alert

Hello. I’m Jon. I’ve hit my thirties and, you know what? I won’t take your nonsense anymore.

“Hey, I bought you lunch that time we met up so I think it’s unfair that I have to pay you [for the hours and hours you’ve spent…

Clattering, battering, three-year-old galumphing.

Woke up with headache. Sunday afternoon nap. Pain killers. Daughter made her knees bleed for third time in the last week. Clattering, battering, three-year-old galumphing. 32 degrees of heat. Coffee still a must.