Neighbours popped in unexpectedly and the house was super messy
This would be sufficient cause for complaint for me regardless of the state of my house.
My tiny complaint is that both weekend days this weekend I have to Do Things and See People and I just want to be a pile of meat that lies and bed and is brought pleasing foods and entertaining baubles.
In-person grocery shopping means we still don’t get enough to survive and have to put in an online order and somehow end up spending twice as much on groceries. I’m grumpy I can’t stick to a budget. I suspect the brands we pick are too pricey.
Depending on where you shop, I find the store brands are usually just as good for most things I’m buying, sometimes better. I think Choice magazine did a review once on store brands of everyday basics and most things like flour, pasta, beans etc were better, funnily enough, tomato sauce was the one thing I remember it saying it might be slightly healthier to buy brand as store brand had lots of salt. You can save quite a lot of money over the long run that way.
Last night I realized that the holiday market starts at noon, and pretty shoes open at 10. So some time-based pseudo-arbitrage seems to be in order.
This morning I tried yogurt and banana with walnuts, and my stomach is deciding whether that is acceptable.
Today’s tiny annoyance is the person who I interviewed in person but who was vetoed by the team lead that I was hiring for (based on prior experiences). I posted on LinkedIn that we had another position open, and he commented in LinkedIn that he is still available. Feels passive aggressive. He has my email and PMs exist.
(Edited to remove a few of the 'so’s - I noticed I use them a lot to emphasize causation or storyness. obig xkcd https://xkcd.com/552/)
My neighbor is yet again pounding on the walls. Sounds like more bathroom renovations because of how loudly I can hear pipes rattling my walls. I can’t put bobbin down to nap because it is so loud and literally shaking my floor. Given that her unit has been under renovation for nearly a year now and is less than 1,000 sq ft I can only dream of what they could possibly be doing
Figuring out Christmas gifts is hard, and I’m having major executive functioning failures around it. It’s causing me a lot of anxiety, and I can’t make choices. It sucks.
Last year I told everyone that Bobbin was their Christmas gift. I highly recommend this approach. You have a teeny baby, you get to opt out of holiday stress this year
Something in my pelvis is being weird so it’s hard to sit in a chair.
Mother and MIL are both firmly “gifts of love” and “read everything as a rejection” type people alas, this would not go well. However, I am leveraging her to make gifts easier. Her face on a mug? Merry Christmas.
I finally remembered to compost the Halloween pumpkin that has been sitting on my porch since October. It had decided to already start composting and I had to carry it to the backyard.
I NEEEED to take a shower but I do not want to take a shower. What is wrong with me.
Now I cannot find my comb. Anywhere. There are limited locations the comb could be, and yet. My hair is drying awkwardly as a result.
I was stabbed (okay, pricked) in the finger by a rose thorn and it hurts because it’s in a spot where I keep touching it as I do things, but I feel excessively whiny complaining about it because it’s just a pricked finger.
This was me, too. Cold weather does not inspire me to be wet.
I rented a place that was so miserably drafty during college that I didn’t shower at home once for 7 months. I always showered at the gym at school. My fitness ended up GREAT as a result haha.
My this thing I guess needs some WD40?
I just noticed it was squeaking yesterday when I was outside in the yard and I just noticed I can hear it inside the house. And now I can’t stop focusing on it.
Husband tells me this is just a vent cap. I think it should have a fancy name since there are much less fancy vent caps in the world, but apparently no.
I think it’s called a roof turbine, but that name seems weak too.