Kimberly
@BleedBlue1986
Childless Cat Lady. Tweets are my own and usually meant to piss people off. #Colts #Pacers #TJMcConnellCheeringSquad #TacoBellEnthusiast
You know that feeling when you’re stepping down from something and the floor’s further than you expected, making it feel like you’re stepping off a ledge 1,000ft off the ground and your heart stop? That was me taking my platform Croc off after walking around in them all morning.
I applied for a promotion at work at the beginning of July. I interviewed about a week later. Last week, I was offered the position. So… long story, short… I have 4 days to move from my cube to my office. I had to buy a lamp for it today. The light doesn’t work. 😂
We’re… *looks at watch* 3 days into 39 and I’ve already been sent screenshots of texts about how I don’t have my shit together. I just don’t post my shit all over the internet anymore. 🤷🏻♀️ My shit’s actually amazing right now.
Found a 60” by 90” Stitch and Angel blanket at Burlington this morning. I wasn’t home 10 minutes and Vader’s trying to drag it off the counter to the bed.
It’s not professional by any means. If these cats get under there, I’m gonna be PISSED.
Starbies gave me two birthday drinks because they messed up the first one before I arrived and didn’t want to waste it.
Happy Friday to those who celebrate! Happy Wednesday to the rest of y’all working the next two days. 🤷🏻♀️😂
I spaced out my orders so they wouldn’t all arrive on the same day. 1/2 of my shipments arrived today. 😑 Had to assemble my wagon to get everything upstairs. My shoes showed up, though. All of them. In individual packages.
I love watching people talking about all the restaurants they try when they travel, but three clicks on Google shows those places are heavily right-owned establishments. Yet they’re running around telling people not to eat the popcorn at LOS because it’s by a racist company.
I want so many things on Amazon Prime Day. But I’m over here purging again and have a lack of counter space for the air fryer and “that good ice” ice maker.
I’ve decided I’m no longer afraid of 39. My life’s fantastic. I have everything I need, and I can do things I want to do. I have the best people around me who support me. I’m exactly where I need to be, and I’m successfully working beyond my goals. I win. That’s the tweet.
The DRAMA from these two black cats when they need their nails trimmed. Below, you’ll see a Bean Purrito (Wren) after wrestling me for 10 minutes. Vader was easier to trim, but about took out the entire sink of dishes when we finished. (She now smells like beefy ramen water.)
