So, was talking to my Dad earlier. He had some news. 18 months after my Mum passed, he has a gf. All grand, no bother. But I’m the first person (eldest child, he’s telling no one else) that he’s spoke to about it so was all giddy and excited, lovely. But ya know.. when you’re like “
duck me, I need to change the convo
”.
I ended up in meticulous detail explaining the Jackoverse in full. He either thinks I’ve lost the fecking plot, or I’m absolutely super duper excited about his gf and just exchanging weekly gossip.
Makes you think. Soz for me railing but it’s 3am and I needed to say it out loud. Send Xanaxo’s