The Mess That is Me

I bought red jeans and I am wearing them right now. They are totally ridiculous. I’m in love with them. Also, I bought a pack of cigarettes yesterday. I know I am terrible mother. This will not become a habit. I will only have one a day in the afternoon when my house is dead silent and only the dog is home to see what I am up to. I will never buy a pack ever again. Promise. I feel intensely stressed out over silly things like the fact that I can’t seem to do anything right. I am a mess.