My friend was supposed to send me her address so I could play fairy godmother and she hasn’t.
Also, how do I live in 2 different houses with 1 cat?
My friend was supposed to send me her address so I could play fairy godmother and she hasn’t.
Also, how do I live in 2 different houses with 1 cat?
I KNOW I KNOW.
you play schrodinger’s cat.
Nope. They don’t count.
XH has picked the most unhelpful possible time to decide to stop making alimony payments.
This is because he’s an asshat, clearly.
I rarely suffer from dry skin but all the handwashing and sanitizing and cleaning has finally made the backs of my hands super red and burn-y. Ouch. I also think I got Lysol on them - I found some under the sink and have been using it in places the cats don’t go, like the basement laundry room. That probably didn’t help.
ETA: Fuck, I don’t think this is dryness, I think this is full-on contact dermatitis. There are bumps. I didn’t touch anything new except Lysol. I guess I am allergic to it?
I’ve spent 70% of my grocery budget for the month and it is only April 7th. Maybe I should do a special Covid grocery budget until my anxiety around needing to have 6 months of food passes. Haha.
I just, shockingly enough, managed to score an Instacart order. I have never in my life spent so much money at Aldi - and no, I was not hoarding. I didn’t get more than 2 of anything and those were things we go through a lot of, like canned beans and cheese.
We have to do a 3 hour class tomorrow on the tax law effects of the CARE Act. Our materials for the course are an inch and a half thick. Joy.
One of my neighbors is just a loud human. Nicest guy (he brought me sanitizer a few weeks ago from the medical supply place he works at) but loud.
He lives three houses down and diagonal. Houses aren’t that close together. I could hear his entire backyard phone call earlier today.
I find myself thinking “what will 2 weeks from now me want to eat?” so I end up buying everything conceivable that I like to eat, or could possibly want to cook in the near future vs in the past I would buy whatever things made the most sense for that week in the budget, knowing that next week I could get other things if I wanted.
A bunch of my exes suddenly want to re-connect. The trouble is that I don’t keep contacts in my phone if things are over, so I am getting these messages from unknown numbers. I don’t know who these people are. I don’t want to reconnect. Go away, people I have slept with. There is a pandemic and I won’t be sleeping with you ever again anyways.
Oh no. You too?
I think it’s the pandemic cabin fever.
I got a dm from someone I did a sex with FIFTEEN YEARS AGO the other day. No. N.O.
this is how I will refer to it, forever more.
Every cabin fever asshole with a loud motorcycle in my city had roared under my window today. Usually our windows cut all the road noise, but not for large rigs/buses/motorcycles. They’ve been nonstop today
TIL that I’m happy none of my youthful indiscretions know how to reach me.
My indiscretions have been steady and ongoing from my youth to the present. I assume they will continue for decades to come. It’s sort of my thing.
I guess theoretically one of my indiscretions could reach me through one of my college roomates? But her husband haaaates me so she probably won’t bother. I’m probably safe…
I spent like 150% of my grocery budget Monday (some of it was cat food and household and I haven’t broken that out yet, but still). We can afford it but I still felt kind of anxious about spending that much on groceries in one trip. But it’s a pandemic Having a full fridge and pantry sets me at ease in a way that sticking to my budget doesn’t.
I realized the other day that our Instacart order had milk $1/gallon more than what it is in the store. We couldn’t remember the price details for everything but if there’s a 25% increase on each item plus shopping/delivery fees/tip, it’s going to add up quick. We’re lucky that we can choose to use Instacart or not, at this point it’s looking like not.