It’s the literal best. I’m sure it will be my undoing at some point…never met a processed meat I don’t love
Something’s going to take each one of us. Perhaps I should insist I be wrapped in bacon for my cremation. With BBQ sauce glaze.
Starbucks seems not to be bringing back my beloved seasonal white chocolate macadamia cream cold brew this summer and I am bereft. My stupid little treats are what’s getting me through…* waves hand * everything.
Probably a TV for my wallet though.
filming permits
Never met a sausage I didn’t immediately love tbh.
Well, shit.
Poison ivy
(On my person)
The pediatrician’s new health portal that their recorded message encouraged me repeatedly to use to message my provider … does not have a way for me to message the provider. Unless I want immunization forms, which I do not.
Also my TV’s led backlight has failed and I don’t think I have the wherewithall to learn how to replace, so now I need to buy a new TV. Again.
the laundry here came with Tide Pods.
Apparently the scent Tide Pods leaves on clothing gives me headaches when I wear the clothes.
Two of my client invoices from April just didn’t send? I have no idea why, but they were sitting in my square appointments account just… unsent.
I genuinely would not have caught this except for one of them texted me last night after they paid their Maybinvoice and asked me if they had received one from April.
And nope, no, they didn’t
I do all of my invoices ahead of time and then schedule them to send between the first and third of each month and everything else sent m, so I’m guessing I just got interrupted when I was setting those two up and never actually scheduled/automated them? But twice? I don’t know. Ugh.
You just reminded me one of my autopays didn’t autopay and I got a voicemail about it yesterday.
Automation is great except when it’s not great
New fridge died. Or it at least isn’t making cold, which is sort of mission critical for a fridge. We got it last September.
I keep misplacing the yarn for the project I’m working on and it’s driving me a little bonkers. why haven’t I put this project in a bag with all the yarn! why do I keep moving the yarn and the project to different rooms!!
Went to the botanical gardens Sunday and it was lovely, but Yolande was outside the gift shop and now I want her. She weights ~230lbs which is more than I can lift at all never mind carry on/off a couple different buses, and I don’t need a 4ft garden statue (although I do have a place I could put it), but…I want her.
(there is a place I could get her that will deliver, but it’s literally 2x the price given the whole 200lbs+, so…)
I keep thinking someone is knocking at the door. It is just Toddler knocking on the wall in her room. When will I get over this. It doesn’t help that solicitors are frequently knocking on our door trying to sell us a new roof.
I feel like we could start a new screaming into the void thread but just post articles or stuff like that. How does this timeline keep getting worse?
I keep searching for The Onion tagline, and I keep not finding it, and it’s concerning…