I am sitting here on my couch quarantined with my house reeking of purple fabuloso while sipping a cold beer. I haven’t had a day off from work since last Friday and I am working a double tomorrow meaning I will have to be up and ready around 6am. I just left work at 11:27pm. And guess what I did when I got home. I stripped down, slipped into his gray wifebeater and proceeded in cleaning my house. I swear I was just thinking to myself how I am never really home because I spend so much time working to make sure I don’t lose this. Almost immediately I realize that the few hours I spend under this roof doing whatever the hell I want is worth it all. The days I get to spend with my babies, even though my oldest is in the middle of puberty and prefers to stay in her room with the door closed. I can’t even really get mad because she went so long without her own room, her own space. I got my first apartment when my daughter was one. And she had her own room. My little girl has had her own room as long as she remembered. Then BOOM life happened, and I lost our apartment. We stayed with friends and family in the meantime, but she didn’t have her brand new bed and mattress I had recently bought before the eviction. That is why I let her be. But my baby boy is still getting used to our new space. So I have to endure him standing on my couch with his arms around my face so I cannot watch tv. Eventually, he chills and watches grown movies with me like he understands what’s going on. That is another reason I bust my ass. Those moments with the two people that saved my life and give me purpose are so therapeutic.
SOOOOOO I journaled the days that led up to this moment. So every week, every Wednesday I will post those passages I wrote. UNEDITED. My business is me being not afraid to share my truths to educate, uplift, and inspire. So stay tuned.
AND YES, I AM GOING TO FINISH MY NEXT BOOK SHORTLY!!!
P.S. it is not a romance…per say.
Just Kaz LLC 