This is like, if lycanthropy affected you but for dad vibes

The moon comes out and suddenly I'm fixing shit.

Bless my wife. Shes very sweet to put up with my 100 half finished projects.

The fuck is my life even. I go to "treat myself" and it's just buying new tools or home improvement stuff to do one of the million projects for this god forsaken house

I'm not even a dad
I'm just a guy in his 30s and I wake up in a cold sweat needing to buy power tools and start a new project

FYI she left after 3 minutes. She inconvenienced everyone just to lay on one specific spot on the bed for 3 minutes.

Beezy decided to try and squeeze under the comforter while we were bed rotting. Which would have been fine but she ended up just tossing the covers off of me, my knees are in the breeze. Margo had sheets tossed on her so she moved and Beez isn't even under the covers. She's laying on top. Rude ass

It's a tale as old as time really.

The only reason this exists is because of straight up peer pressure. I'm sure to neglect this like all my other socials.

Anyways. Here's a cat