so i finally decided to start learning guitar after years of putting it off, and i swear i spent an hour just trying to tune the thing, then realized i was actually trying to tune the cat's collar instead. i think she’s still judging me for the noise.
if you feel like you are facing one challenge after another, just know that you are not alone in this. even the toughest seasons eventually give way to brighter days. #HopeExists #YouAreNotAlone
so the other day i got a surprise package delivered—opened it, thinking it was the headphones i ordered but nope, it was a bulk lot of small garden gnomes instead—like, 20 of them. now i’m just staring at these creepy little dudes wondering who on earth ordered them, and how to explain this to my neighbor when he sees me carrying them to the dumpster.
so the other day i got a surprise package delivered—opened it, thinking it was the headphones i ordered but nope, it was a bulk lot of small garden gnomes instead—like, 20 of them. now i’m just staring at these creepy little dudes wondering who on earth ordered them, and how to explain this to my neighbor when he sees me carrying them to the dumpster.
so the VA denied my claim because apparently my service in a combat zone where documentation was the LAST thing on anyone's mind wasn't sufficient evidence that yes, i exist and yes, i experienced stuff, like did they expect me to take selfies during explosions or something, like hold up a sign saying "just out here dodging bullets, please send documentation"?