Welcome to Chaos !!

Car stuff - again. This time my car got a new outer tie rod end, two lower ball joints and a new CV axle. I actually know these car terms and where to find these parts in my car. My mechanic lets me watch and help while he is doing the repair.
Otherwise I would have no clue. Yea I have an old car, full of dirt and dog hair because I am too overwhelmed with everything else that I am dealing with to bother cleaning my car. I really DGAF anymore. But I do not have a car payment, I can sleep in my car comfortably with dogs next to me. I don't care about anything else. I do not need a nice car. But that's me and everyone is different and likes different things.
After working on my car for a few hours we were hungry and I made pierogis. That does not mean that I made pierogis from scratch......hell no I am way too impatient for that. That means I chopped up a large red onion and fried it up until perfect, put the pierogis in the frying pan, served with sauerkraut and sourcream. A package of these pierogis should have 12 of them, there were 13 - bonus!

The next day I took my car in for an alignment. Ended up getting four new tires, that was unexpected and I reluctantly purchased the tires. Not too happy about that whole ordeal but it is what it is. I have a few more things that I need to address on my car but that will have to wait for another time.

Tried some yummy drinks the other day at the cutest little coffee shop in Astoria - Slug Coffee. Operated by a lovely owner. Located in a food cart area here in town (Astoria OR). I really like going to food carts. Simple. I like simple. I can see how my food is being made too. Don't need anything fancy - just tasty food. Or in this case, a refreshing (oat milk) London Fog.

Another broken flip flop. How many pairs of Havaianas have I went through that broke? I mean at some point they do brake......I save the whole one and pair it up with whatever other whole ones I have put away. I usually wear those at Burning Man. They are put in a bag and kept with my Burning Man stuff. Who cares about matching flop flops? I don't match my socks either, stopped doing that a long time ago. Nobody is looking at my socks, besides I don't care anyways. 
I feel like a broken flip flop. I've had enough of too many life challenges, sadnesses, shitty people, difficult situations that I am basically a broken person. Some days I barely keep it together. I just want to be around animals and kind humans that speak with soft voices.

Every time (lately) that I get a new pair of shoes......again for work, I think "is this pair going to be the last pair"? So the latest look like this, 8 inch heels, silver glitter, Pleaser brand (as usual). I love the Pleaser box, the color, the butterflies, even comes with a butterfly cut out on the side - so cute.

I currently have three pairs. The 7 inch Stardust, a pair of black 8 inch and these new ones called Flamingo - 801 G. So I am set for a while. So just keep on dancing I guess. Until the heels brake or a bone in my body, whatever comes first I guess?
Right now I am dreaming of a two hour long foot spa session. There are also head spas popping up. I want to try that too. It looks amazing from what I have seen. But now I think it is time for me to sleep. Long day.