I was going to write a blog post, but a recently shaved white cat is getting demanding. I didn’t get home until 9 and goodness forbid I didn’t feed her first. So before said cat meows her way out of her skin I better feed her. And to drive her point her home, she’s sitting on my hands.
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I'm just your typical depressed donkey. I'm an abuse survivor. I deal with the pain and stiffness and other fun stuff that goes with fibromyalgia. I used to teach English for a living but because of my health, that isn't any option anymore. I love to cook and feel most in my element when I'm in the kitchen tinkering around.
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