Blackmailed by Black Bananas: Giving Myself Permission to Let Go [It’s Okay to… Admit When You’re Not Okay]
I told you bananas are jerks. Blackmailed by black bananas. Oh sure they look innocuous just sitting there in their fruity innocence but they’ve been torturing me – torturing me – for a week now. It all started with selling our house. (Which, good news, it’s sold! Yay!*) But the showing process was excruciating in a way …