Stomach flu overnight. The kind where you use the toilet and barf into the trash can at the same time. Oof. Not going to be accomplishing much today.
Kiddo’s computer chair needed to be replaced. I showed him some options, he picked one, it showed up yesterday and we went to assemble it together … It’s missing a piece. And it’s discontinued so we had to pick a slightly different chair (same manufacturer and everything, just a different color selection on the same webpage basically) but Kiddo is heartbroken that His Chair is not usable and he’ll have to wait another week for the next one.
Stg I’m just going to assemble the next one myself while he’s at school.
Complaint 2: why is he still home? Winter break is too long and we’re all going bananas out of our routines.
My normally mainly loving children are antagonizing TF out of each other. Oldest def needs to go back to school and see more people who are Not Us.
There are workers at my house so I am wearing PANTS.
RUDE.
Work took away my access to Photoshop because they are “limiting licenses” this year (I get it, Adobe is expensive). But they did not consult anyone on how much they actually use Photoshop (I use it a lot) or give any kind of warning, so now I’m scrambling to figure out how to edit a figure that I wanted to submit yesterday.
Ducked out into the garage to do a little decluttering between meetings and sliced a hole in the side of my nice wool pants on piece of metal edging (did not slice my leg, so TV there, but still).
My husband went to the store. I asked for tofu but did not think to specify what kind. I wanted firm for a stir-fry and he got silken.
Boyfriend has also done this. Curse our partners for not being mind readers!
My new storage system is three inches too big for the space it was intended for, and now I need to reorg more of the basement than I was expecting to
If it was flush to the wall it would be fine, if it was an inch to the left it would be fine.
Blocking the access to the sump pump, however, is not fine.
my thin sharpie has gone missing, and now I don’t have anything to mark my hard boiled eggs. how do normal people indicate which eggs are raw and which are hard boiled other than writing an H on them?
I keep them in different containers
ETA: also they spin differently
ETA: I would also be very sad to lose a thin sharpie tho
I think my mom used a pencil?
I write an x on them and put them in a bowl which does not seem to deter people from being surprised by them.
I peel them immediately after cooking.
A pencil should work to mark the shells. Or a sticker or piece of tape.
This^ the fine point sharpies are the bomb!
they are. I think I figured out what happened - I took it with us to write on the package when we were shipping back the kitchen faucet. It was a bit disorganized, with them telling us to take photos of things and trying to type in email addresses into a wonky ipad. I think I must have left it on the counter during the confusion. (I was hoping when I realized this that I had dropped it back into my bag, but it wasn’t there)
Regular eggs are in regular container lower right of fridge. HB are in a weird tall plastic container in the upper part of the fridge. Also they smell different to me so double checking is easy, but mostly it’s just the container system.
Oh wait I can just do a photo lol.
Harmony restored. The sharpie was in the shadowy one’s backpack where they must have put it after we dropped off the package. Thank you all for triggering the memory of last use
Fantastic!


