March was rough. It came in like a lion and went out just the same. I’m glad it’s over. Maybe now I can catch my breath. That is, if I don’t drown in these damn April showers!! 😂
March 12th…my son came over when I got off work so I could do his taxes. Or so I thought. Actually, he came over to tell me goodbye. He decided to move to Florida. THAT NIGHT!! My momma heart didn’t even have time to prepare. It was just, “ I’m leaving in an hour.” And just like that, my baby boy was gone. Technically, he’s 22, but he’ll always be my baby. Now he lives 14 hours away. My momma had a hard time on Thursday the 12th. Seems I do too.
March 13th…Friday the 13th! Mother Nature decided that she wanted to show off her impressive wind skills, and now 1/4 of the siding on the back of my house is gone!! Some of that siding decided that it should weave itself through the vinyl fencing around my pool deck. And if that wasn’t enough, some of the shingles on my garage roof decided that they didn’t want to be a roof anymore. Let me tell you how much fun it is picking up shards of siding out of your neighbor’s yard when it’s freezing outside. Just kidding, it’s really not fun at all!
March 26th…we discovered that a deer had decided the basement of our garage was a good place to lay down and succumb to her injuries. How did we come to this realization? It got warm outside…really warm…and you know what happens to dead animals when the temperature rises. Oh the putrid smell!! I called the Game Commission to report the poor thing. The game warden came out while I was at work, and then called to inform me that they “can only pick up whole deer!” Apparently she’d been there for quite a while since the warden recommended we “shovel it out into the yard and let nature take its course.” This was really high on the list of things I never anticipated having to deal with as a homeowner.
March 27th…too much rain leads to a saturated yard, and a saturated yard leads to a flooded basement. As if I hadn’t been felt enough blows already, let’s add a basement river to the mix!! My hand to God, I walked out of the house screaming “Let it flood. Let it burn down. I don’t even care anymore!”
Then there’s March 30th, which for the last 17 years has been un-affectionately known as Grumpy Charlene Day. It’s the day my Mummum left us here on Earth without her. By far one of the absolute worst days of my life. Then this year, another family member decided she didn’t wanna be here anymore either. Well, to be fair, I believe God decided and she just stopped fighting.
I don’t know how much one person can take, but I really don’t think I can take any more! I’m spent. I’m exhausted. I’m stressed. I’m overwhelmed. I’m broken, y’all.
And on top of all of that, I’m disappointed. Disappointed in myself. I got complacent. Lazy. After losing 50 lbs last year, I’m three months in to 2026 and only down 6 lbs. The disappointment is the worst of all because it’s absolutely 💯 % my fault. I have the ability to control it, and I didn’t. I let myself down. That’s a hard pill to swallow. That being said, it’s time to pull up my big girl panties, get my shit together, and get back on track. Not an easy task in my current mental state, but I’m gonna give it my best shot.
So if you wanna kick me while I’m down, now’s your chance. Hurry up and take advantage of my diminished capacity before I “get down and dirty up “my” knees in the battle!” 🖤💛
Time to Get Up and be Brilliant. 😎Watch my shine(down)😂😂😂
Confessions of a Forty Year Old Nobody 