Devyn. 23. Happily Married. Born and raised in Alabama. I'm a very Southern girl, who happened to end up on Colorado.

I am an old woman in a young woman's body. Some may find this incredibly boring, but that won't change the facts my friends.

So I haven’t posted on here in ages….

but all is well.

  • I’m in love with my new job.
  • I’m back in touch with my best friend, since she moved back to town.
  • I have a three day weekend.
  • It’s snowing.

Time for snuggles with Harry on the couch and hot cocoa. Nothing like a cold day in with good company.

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Blerg.

I feel like the worst wife ever. I slept too late, so I couldn’t take Harry to the dentist.

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What a week…

I wasn’t going to say anything, but since my sister-in-law let the cat out of the bag…I got a new job!!!! All I have to do now is pass the background check and it’s mine! I will be working as a teller at Wells Fargo. A huge pay increase and no more retail bullshit!!!! I’m beyond excited.

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Posted: September 9th
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Managed to go grocery shopping…

and it’s a miracle that I didn’t murder anyone.

When did the entire world start being so inconsiderate?

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Just when I think I have it all figured out…

I go and change my mind about everything.

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But I don’t want to go to work.

I’m only on page 176 of Game of Thrones. 

Can’t I just stay home and read?

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Feeling a bit lonely and unwanted lately. Mostly due to some drama at work.

I wish I was still blissfully ignorant to it all, but I have now been informed that I am unliked. That was me be nice. Wait until they see me not gving a fuck.

Going to take a nice hot bath and read before work.

I will not let their thoughts affect my life.

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Posted: June 6th
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This is my dad. I don’t have very many pictures of him, but I thought I should post one today, since everyone is sharing all these great things about their dads.
The saddest thing about it all, is I lose a little bit more every day. The stories become muddled, and the memories get foggier. But I tell you a few things about him.
He was an incredibly proud man. He was strong, and brave, and he would do anything to take care of his family. He was hilarious, and could make me laugh like no one else, if only because his laugh was so infectious. He led a rough life. He walked with a limp, and he was missing a kneecap. He was always proud of me, and supported my choices, no matter how crazy they were. He had faith in me. He taught me so many things, that I won’t be able to forget, because they are part of who I am. He made me. He was my daddy and I miss him every day.

sachimo:

i hate when i’m too comfortable around someone because then my brain thinks its ok to act weird but even then i end up being too weird

Story of my life.

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