TBD. He is allegedly on his way home. I am on standby.
Kiddos opened a can with a knife. They will be ok. I hate their father.
Your kiddos are tough and smart and I wish they didn’t have to be
It’s Father’s Day.
This was a tiny complaint when it started but it’s getting bigger: I have the hiccups. It’s been long enough that my diaphragm is sore and I’m losing sleep.
I would also like to lodge complaints about Elle’s brother and BK and LD’s father.
Doggo is super duper restless and I don’t know why.
I’m dogsitting this weekend and between guest dog and my dogs and the kitten I was up six times last night. I hate everyone.
I had planned to hole up in my sewing studio for the next 3 days, but now my parents are coming and will be staying in that room instead so I can’t sew. I get that they are evacuating from a monster cat 5 hurricane, but darn it I had activities planned.
Washing machine did not magically fix itself overnight. Contemplating driving into town to visit a laundromat.
I have strained?sprained? a muscle on my ribs due to 2+ weeks of intermittent coughing.
That sounds awwwfulllll
If you have spanx or other shapewear put them on. They give your ribs support. A tensor bandage around your undrrboob also works.
I forgot to turn off my alarm this morning (today is a USA holiday) so I woke up when I didn’t have to. ;___;
BUT. I went back to sleep.
I put my pants in the dryer, and now they are very tight.
This happened to me today, too. 5:45am on a day when I didn’t have to get up! But I’m good at going back to sleep, so it’s all fine.
It was an early morning sort of day apparently! I was also awake at 5:45. Sadly, I didn’t go back to sleep. My body has just decided this is my new wake up time.
Greyman was supposed be to be here to meet Bros gf and he’s 45 minutes late.
finally figured out how we would make a crib work in our space. Wanted to get a particular ikea one since it’s solid wood and cheap.
They’re discontinuing it, it’s out of stock here, and not eligible to ship to store.
Today’s forecast high is 96. Four more days of mid-90s. This is way too hot for September. I had shit I needed to do before my parents got here, and I don’t know if it is going to get done because of this weather.
I hate the injustice of men’s clothing. Even pajama pants have pockets. It’s like there’s an expectation of basic functionality or some shit.
TV: bought myself some sleep pants at the thrift store, men’s of course.