I’m hungry and I don’t want to cook.
Edit for TV: I have an instantpot, so all I had to do was dump things in and push a button. (Husband can cook just fine but is buried in work right now)
I’m hungry and I don’t want to cook.
Edit for TV: I have an instantpot, so all I had to do was dump things in and push a button. (Husband can cook just fine but is buried in work right now)
JESUS, both of our phones went off with the loud “these are the end times, WAR, HIDE YOURSELF” emergency alerts.
… To let us know that we’re under tier whatever-it-is restrictions and should stay home as much as possible, wear a mask, and wash our hands frequently. Which we have known about for many days now.
BRB, recovering from my heart attack. They haven’t sent out one of those since the mayor raised the downtown bridges and shut down public transport with little notice so that the cops could kettle all of the BLM protesters in the Loop. What was that, May? June?
You can disable those alerts if you want.
I mean, I would like to know if, say, aliens are attacking or there are nukes headed our way or a plane flies into the Tower?
This, in my opinion, doesn’t qualify as an emergency alert, unlike the alert in early summer which basically said, “hey, if you are in downtown Chicago right now, GTFO in the next hour because they’re shutting down CTA and raising bridges, thus cutting off all escape routes.” That was something important to know RIGHT THEN.
This was… something they’ve been telling us for days. It also said we should gather virtually for the holidays - again, yes, very important to heed that but not in need of an alert in my opinion.
I mean, shit, people are already leaving, I saw pictures of O’Hare terminals today, they looked pretty busy.
I guess it probably did at least have the desired effect of getting people’s attention, even if they won’t follow the rules?
Can confirm Minnesotans are terrible drivers as soon as they leave the borders. We aren’t in the habit of following road rules that most other states do follow, haha.
I had a nap, and now I have a headache.
I wasn’t hungry at dinner time so I just noshed on veggie sticks. Now it’s near midnight and my stomach is all godzilla noises, but bed is warm and comfy and I don’t want to put on pants and go downstairs.
Why does food not teleport itself into my mouth???
My eyes. Ow my eyes.
I’m having some kind of allergies and my eyelids are all swollen up and red and they hurt just a little bit every time I blink. Yow
I hate trying to figure out if new shoes will work or not when the real test is walking multiple miles
I did a 20 minute post partum workout video. (15 min were the actual, real workout). The instructor was 11 weeks out from a c section. (Which I am uhhh… 53 weeks out haha). She kicked my ass I am covered in sweat now.
If you decide to replace it and are willing to give away the old one, someone in my BN group may take it! They’ve asked twice now for any electric stove because they feel that their current one is unsafe but their landlord won’t replace it.
Try eBay!
Why would FB marketplace automatically flag the freaking NAVY BLUE dress I just posted as “wedding dress” when I just selected “dress” and lock the listing for review? This is the first thing ever I’m trying to sell here and I’m ready to set it on fire 5 seconds in.
My cat’s an asshole who woke me up at 5:30 a.m. with blanket-digging, pouncing, and hair chewing. Then when we kicked her out of the bedroom she banged on the door loudly so I relented because that has to have woken up our landlord.
Couldn’t get back to sleep. Before this I was dreaming about dead bodies. UGH.
I have an hour and 17 minutes before my chicken stew will be ready.
My money and covid anxieties mean I have not been “putting my money where my mouth is” and spending according to my values nearly enough. This is causing me a decent amount of cognitive dissonance and angst. I hates it, precious.
I tried a new med today (day off from responsibilities, if things go sideways nothing bad will happen) and I hate what it did to my brain so I took other brain altering meds to counteract the bad med and now my brain is drug soup. I wanted to do things today and now I won’t. Booooo.
There are dirty dishes in the sink and I have to be the one to deal with them. To be fair, the cat isn’t allowed on the kitchen counters and doesn’t have opposable thumbs, but still.
It was not burrito night
I bought the wrong brand of fake milk and now have to decide between drinking (perfectly nutritious, vaguely weird tasting) badmilk or …waiting til we buy more goodmilk, I guess.
I have lost the ankle strap to one shoe of my favourite pair last time I wore them was one year ago on the other side of the country so I think the strap is long gone