I’m Getting My Life Back Together… Starting Tuesday 😂

I’m Getting My Life Back Together… Starting Tuesday 😂

Well, today was a little better, y’all.

I did cancel my teacher today because I just needed a break. A life break. And honestly, I feel like I’ve needed a LOT of those lately. 😂 But I can’t stay in this funk forever, so I have officially made a plan.

Tomorrow is ERRAND DAY. I’m getting everything done that requires me to actually leave my house, because after that, I am coming home and basically locking myself inside for the entire weekend.

And I cannot wait.

This weekend is dedicated to getting all the crap INSIDE my house done. Cleaning, organizing, putting things where they belong, getting my life back in order—all the things I have been staring at while thinking, I’ll deal with that later.

Well, later has arrived.

Then Monday, Welton works from home, and I have a few computer things that apparently require his assistance because God forbid I be able to handle every single thing in my life by myself. 😂

And then comes TUESDAY.

Tuesday, y’all, I am putting on my big-girl panties and GETTING MY LIFE BACK TOGETHER.

Because ever since Saturday, August 1st, I feel like my life has been slightly off the rails. My birthday was Monday, and this entire week has just been… weird.

Today, I finally feel better.

I slept ridiculously late today. I’m not even telling y’all what time I woke up because it is embarrassing. 😂 I NEVER sleep that late. But apparently my body finally said, Ma’am, we are done, and shut itself down.

I think I was just exhausted. Worn out. In a funk. Depressed. Overwhelmed. Whatever you want to call it, I think everything finally hit me at once.

So tonight I’m going to watch a little TV, go to bed, and tomorrow we begin Operation Get Tammy’s Shit Together.

And actually, I’m getting excited because this month is already moving along, which means we’re getting closer to people SHOPPING AGAIN. 🙌🏼

Speaking of shopping…

I’m getting a jewelry shipment tomorrow, and I honestly don’t even remember everything that’s coming. 😂 That’s what happens when I order things here and there and then tell them to hold everything and ship it together. I hate getting two or three little packages every week. Just save it all up and give me one big surprise box.

I DO know I ordered more tennis bracelets, and I ordered some pear-shaped diamond earrings that I am very excited about.

AND—I had a custom ring made to go with my Cartier ring! Remember the ring I showed y’all when we were in Milan? Well, I had something made to wear with it, so I cannot wait to see that.

Maybe I’ll do some kind of belated birthday jewelry special this weekend.

I see jewelers doing birthday promotions all the time, and somehow I completely missed mine because I was too busy being in my funk. 😂 I haven’t even gone out for my birthday dinner yet!

And I was about to say, “My husband didn’t even buy me a birthday present!”

WAIT.

Yes, he did. 😂😂😂

See? This is what happens when your brain is fried.

When we were in Lake Como, I found this little purse that I loved, and Welton bought it for me and specifically said it was for my birthday.

So apparently my husband DID buy me a birthday present, and I am just an asshole who forgot. 😂

Although, he IS still buying me another bottle of perfume I fell in love with because apparently what I desperately need in my life is another bottle of perfume.

Which reminds me—I NEED TO DO A PERFUME REVIEW.

Because listen, I see people online calling themselves the Queen of Perfume, and some of them absolutely deserve that title because I have seen women with 200 bottles of perfume.

I do not have 200 bottles.

But for a normal human being?

Y’ALL. I HAVE SOME PERFUME.

And not just perfume. I have GOOD perfume. I love perfume, I know what I like, and I have some really beautiful fragrances. So that’s going on my content list.

And now that I’ve somehow gone from having a mental breakdown to errands to jewelry to my husband to perfume, let me add ONE MORE completely unrelated topic. 😂

There is something that has been irritating me for the last few weeks about influencer culture.

I may save the full rant for another day because I actually have a LOT to say about this, but here’s the short version:

I never want to become the person who tells y’all something is amazing just because somebody paid me to say it.

And before anybody gets offended, I completely understand that everybody has different tastes. Different styles. Different opinions. Different budgets. Different everything.

But COME ON.

If you’re going to tell thousands of people that something is AMAZING… can it at least be GOOD?

There was a restaurant recently that an influencer was absolutely raving about. I had already eaten there before I saw her review, so nobody influenced me one way or another.

Was it terrible?

No.

Were there a few things that were actually very good?

Absolutely.

But overall? It was basically a couple of steps above a Golden Corral with a much prettier price tag. 😂

And I think the top-tier option was around $88 per person!

For $88 a person, I better leave there thinking about that food tomorrow.

I can name places in Bellaire where I think the food is MUCH better for less money.

And THAT is what bothers me about influencer culture sometimes.

If somebody is paying you, does everything suddenly become AMAZING?

Because I don’t want to do that.

And before anybody says, Well, Tammy, you’re just a food snob…

ABS-A-FREAKING-LUTELY.

I am. 😂

I am a total foodie and I can absolutely be a food snob.

But here’s the hilarious part: I will tear up McDonald’s. I love Whataburger. Popeyes? Yes. Chick-fil-A? Obviously. Taco Bell? GIVE IT TO ME. And don’t even get me started on a Jack in the Box Breakfast Jack.

I am an equal-opportunity eater. 😂

But here’s my rule:

If we’re talking about a nice restaurant with three dollar signs or more…

IT BETTER BE GOOD.

Because I’m not going to tell y’all a $350 dinner was incredible when I was sitting there thinking, I could’ve had a Breakfast Jack and been happier.

And maybe THAT needs to become part of my content too.

Restaurant reviews where I actually tell y’all the truth.

Imagine that. 😂

Anyway, I have officially rambled my way through an entire blog post about absolutely NOTHING tonight.

But maybe that’s okay.

Maybe tonight didn’t need some big deep meaning or funny story. Maybe the update is simply that today was a little better than yesterday.

I’m slowly coming out of my funk.

Tomorrow I run my errands. This weekend I get my house together. Monday I tackle the computer stuff.

And Tuesday?

Big-girl panties are ON.

We’re getting our shit together.

Hopefully. 😂

Goodnight, y’all. ❤️

XOXO