08/21/2026
🚨 So yeah… I look rough.
ROUGH 70%
HUMAN 30%
PURE DETERMINATION 110%
And before anybody says, “Girl, you look rough…”
I KNOW. 😂😂😂
But you know what?
This is what building something looks like sometimes.
I looked in the mirror this morning and thought…
“Damn, girl. You look like you’ve been fighting for your life.” 😂💀
At this point, I have replaced coffee with Duo Action Advil. 😂
My hands hurt so bad I can’t even write my own name anymore. If you see me signing something, just know it might say “HELP” instead of Sheila. 😂
My eyes are tired. My hair has completely given up. My face is basically announcing that sleep has left the building.
And these HANDS?! 😭
The chipped nails. The paint. The dry skin. The general evidence of poor life choices…
THEY HAVE SEEN THINGS. 😂
I desperately need a pedicure AND a full set, but apparently my current beauty routine is:
✨ Paint
✨ Sweat
✨ Advil
✨ Repeat
Sleep? Never heard of her.
A normal bedtime? Absolutely not.
Coffee? Replaced by medication and business decisions. 😂
It’s messy.
It’s exhausting.
It’s paint under your fingernails.
It’s sore hands.
It’s late nights.
It’s looking in the mirror and wondering when you became the woman in the photograph. 😂
But then you look around and realize…
YOU’RE ACTUALLY BUILDING THE THING YOU DREAMED ABOUT. ❤️
And now…
THE FLOORS ARE NEXT. 🫠🔥
I’ll sleep when they’re done.
I’ll get my nails done when they’re done.
I’ll remember what day it is when they’re done.
Until then, if you see me walking around with an Advil bottle in one hand, paint splatter all over, and absolutely NO idea what day it is…
MIND YOUR BUSINESS. 😂
I’m coming for those floors with Advil, caffeine withdrawal, sore hands and sheer determination. 😂