12/05/2025
I know it was technically the year of the snake…
But for a lot of us? It was the Year of the Dumpster Fire 🔥🚮
I’m usually bright and cheery in here, but sometimes life decides to shake the snow globe and yeet it off a balcony for good measure. This year delivered challenges as it had them on auto-ship:
💥 Lost my full-time job (with those sweet, sweet benefits)
💥 Lost my mom
💥 Lost my father-in-law
💥 Lost a 20-year friendship
💥 And my health decided to cosplay as a faulty smoke detector: alarming, unpredictable, and always at the wrong time 😅
So yes… 2025, don’t let the door hit ya. BYE. 👋🔥
But…
Even when the dumpster is smoldering and Barbie is chain-smoking in the chaos… there’s always something solid left standing.
I’m wildly thankful for my family who keep showing up.
My real friends (the ones who bring snacks AND sarcasm.)
And the healthy habits that kept this ship from fully sinking (10/10 recommend yoga, lifting weights, swimming laps, meditation, and not screaming into the void… every day).
So here’s to 2026:
✨ Fewer plot twists
✨ More plot armor
✨ And a fire extinguisher in every purse
Because Barbie and I are walking into the new year like:
“Is everything on fire? Yes.
Can we still thrive? Also yes.” 💁🏼♀️🔥💕
Cheers to rising, laughing, and rebuilding, one ridiculous moment at a time.