BitchStrology for the week of December 11th - DREAM BIG, Bitches!
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Guys, let’s tawk. How are you? For me, this last week has been ex-fucking-zausting! Mercury retro-shade, as the cool kids call it, has been fucking with literal lights and electrical shit in my life. I don’t have time (or the know-how) to troubleshoot an electrical panel and every single electrician I know is an ex boyfriend, or a friend’s ex husband. This Mercury retrograde lands in my 7th house of relationships, so that seems about right. Annoying AF, let me tell you. But with my darling Libra husband’s help, I got the fucking snowman lit up, along with the stupid light up reindeer that shed glitter all over hells half acre. I mean, I like the glitter part but it doesn’t alleviate the rage of assembling shit. The holidays are just a burden in my opinion. I tell people all year long that I fucking love the shit out of them. I buy fun shit all year. For that matter, I have twinkle lights and glitter all year! I don’t need this stupid holiday pressuring me! I don’t wanna bake cookies a...