Mine is almost identical: surprise hormones! (I haven’t been paying attention to the passage of time).
Also the sads due to starting a new daycare and kiddo feeling All The Feelings when we leave.
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My neighbor’s never ending construction continues. A crew just arrived. They’re now pounding on our shared walls, and have parked their cars in spots paid for by other residents (rather than visitor spots). I really, really dislike my neighbor.
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There is a dead bird in our basement… somehow.
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I ate a lunch, and now need a second lunch. I was expecting this food to last more than two days of the week… Now I need a backup plan.
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To pay off my car loan, I have to send a CHECK.
In the MAIL.
Like some kind of PSYCHO.
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Have you explained to them that it is 2020 and we should 100% be over this by now?
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I would, but of course they are just technology-driven enough where all the phone stuff is automated and I can’t for the life of me find a way to talk to an actual human.
Excuse me while I roll my eyes so hard they get stuck.
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You can get out of some automated systems by hitting “0”. Might have to do it more than once.
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I’m theoretically doing the Frugalwood’s Uber Frugal January. So of course multiple items that I use all the time (esp. clothing and kitchen items) have decided to become completely unusable to the point of requiring replacement 
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My friend is having a party Saturday. I have been looking forward to it for a month at least. Even though getting there on public transport is somewhat hard.
So of course we are supposed to get this monster winter storm. She may or may not cancel. Roads will likely be horrible and Lyft on surge pricing.
I fucking hate living here. I want to live somewhere where you can plan things without the caveat “unless the snowpocalypse occurs.” A friend is in the virgin islands right now. That sounds pretty good.
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I just spent 5 minutes freaking the fuck out because I could not remember the PIN for my phone. What actually happened was that I remembered it but my brain rejected it as wrong and then I couldn’t work out how to enter anything into my phone. That was a really scary brainfart.
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My mom and I are typing up a plan for our vacation. She used to be a secretary, back when I was a kid in the 70s, with a typewriter, of course. I can’t get her to stop typing “enter” at the end of every line instead of letting Word do it automatically, even in the middle of a sentence. She also won’t let me type.
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Omg things like that happen to me… too much. Sorry, I know how scary it feels.
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I think that there used to be a setting that let you do all of that yourself!
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Great Danes are tall enough to walk into your room at 3:55 am and projectile hurl on the bed you’re sleeping in.
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Poor dog, poor bed occupant(s).
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Occupants, plural. We and the dog all thought poor us. Poor baby was so embarrassed.
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This made me go check the weather, because we often get hit with the same storm system as you guys. Well, shit. Snow coming here too. 
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In upstate NY we just had warnings for snow squalls a few hours ago 
. Now I’m mad I didn’t take the compost outside yesterday when there was no snow, and the ground wasn’t frozen.
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We’re also going to get snow in Portland!
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