Hey

I went to do my Easter shopping tho the shop w shut.

I needed some Compeed for my AphaFly 3.

I w super lucky.  The blister hole w so small that it stopped bleeding when I put the blister stick on it.

This meant that the blister stick w not washed away by the blood, and the blister didn’t get any bigger.

I looked at my Google Ads campaign; and I found that my click through rate had gone down.  This means that the price of the ad w go up.

I got scared.  W if Google doesn’t give me a fair price for my ad; sometimes they don’t.  Everything is riding on this.

I need to wait a week, until Ik how things are doing.

It goes through a process of learning, where there is no telling whether Google a rip me off.  I just have to wait the whole week to find out.

I have no idea also how well converting the landing page is until clicks start coming through to the merchant and I be getting sales.

I don’t wanna talk about it any more bc I don’t worry about it.

Worry is the killer of a business.  Nothing w send a business down like a torpedo like worrying.  It is kryptonite to a business.

It’s more of a process of dealing w each problem as it arrives and arrises.

The click through rate surprised me.  It w twenty two point eight.  W w so f super high I thought I w gonna make a total killing.

W a click through rate this high, it w mean that my ads w be dirt cheap and that no matter how many conversions I got, I w still make money.

It went down to about thirteen w is actually pretty good and should be okay.  It should give me the ad price quoted in the keyword planner w w actually super cheap anyway.  I got lucky w that one.

I have put the oven on for fried lunch.  I had some sausages anyway so I didn’t rly need anything from the shop, luckily.

They’re a bit old tho they are not out of date.

My self esteem goes up and down like a yoyo.

I w in the toilet and this woman said, hold on, as I went into the cubicle.  I thought she was being rude and saying I shouldn’t be in there so I ignored her, then thought better of it and opened the door to see w w up.

This lady went in who w queueing at the door and gave me some toilet paper bc one of the cubicles w out.

When I came out I had some toilet paper left and gave it to this girl, and she went in.  For some reason when she took my toilet paper I felt super happy and this put me in a good mood.

My trainers are good.  I w super scared as I could hardly get my foot in and thought they w kill my feet like f’ery.

The description said that to go a size up, tho I have been told that before and been alright.  Funnily enough it’s usually the trainers that are super expensive that it says that for.

I just need to wear Compeed until the blister is gone and then just use the blister stick on them.

I w scared bc I didn’t k what size to get and my mind w trying to fill me w worry about it.  I just chilled the f out and said they’d probably be alright.

My neighbours were fighting and I didn’t judge them.  Don’t get me wrong, they are toxic af; tho when I thought sh about them it w just ripping me up so I stopped.  All in all a good day

I have separated self esteem from the business.  I w scared that the business w the only thing giving me self esteem.  I thought to myself it is actually coming from following J’s commandments, as is the business, and is nothing to do w the business.

Like I said before I don’t want to be a snob anyway, why should it make me feel better about myself.  It only means I am super dope if I am a snob.

This is super comforting and tells me that no matter whether I make it in business I w feel like million dollars anyway.

It also stops me from worrying about the business; totally.  Like I say, worry is the biggest killer of a business.

Idk why it means so much to me.  Am I trying to prove something.  Idk, I might be.  I feel and felt that my abuser just tried her level best to just have me feeling like a worthless sack of sh, perpetually w no respite in forty years.  I suppose that I do need to tell myself that I am not useless and that’s okay.

Tho J’s commandments w have me feeling value w~i myself and the business won’t.  For some reason tho I like to believe that the business w, w is a bit toxic.

Yes I’m f up, I put my hands up to that.

I Love My New Trainers

Kirsty