So he just called me back. CVS can’t even get it so he called Walgreens. They can get it but have to order it and it should be there tomorrow. Please God let it be there tomorrow.
You know how as a young adult you look around one day and go “oh god, no one actually knows what they’re doing, adults are all just flying by the seat of their pants and trying not to crash and burn?”
Yeah, that, except for corporate world.
I want Kiddo to have a nice shirt for Thanksgiving but I don’t want to pay $25 for one shirt. I could try the local consignment place but who knows what they’ll have in his size.
Have you checked Buy Nothing? In my area several cute kids “fancy” clothes have come up recently, I’m assuming as parents have their kids try stuff on and realize it’s a no go.
I have not! Hm even if I don’t get a nice shirt I’m sure everyone is realizing they have cool weather clothes that no longer fit.
I burned the shit out of the roof of my mouth on a microwave burrito this morning and now the sour patch kids I’m eating are hurting it a lot. Perhaps this is actually a tiny idiocy.
Motherfucking 990 tax returns.
Tbh I would experience the exact same thing and still keep eating the sour patch kids. So, if it’s a tiny idiocy, you at least have other people in the sinking boat with you…
I don’t have salt and vinegar chips
I don’t have sour patch kids, either.
My kids are just the normal kind and aren’t very tasty.
Websites that override my dark mode with stabby bright white pain without so much as a “by your leave” or even a warning.
Bigger complaint: its most websites.
Mine is delicious. With a faint hint of off milk.
There is a SNOWFLAKE on my weather app.


Yes, and it is terrible!
I hate it. Do not want.
I woke up a half hour before my alarm.
Which means i woke up at 4:45am
Someone shoved leftover Chinese food into our book drop.
Can’t decide if TC or TV? Had a mini breakdown and butchered the fuck out of some rose bushes. Total hack job, but now they won’t scrape my windows, stab the dog, and scare the fuck out of me by waggling around at night. (Where we live is a total wind tunnel).
My medicine won’t be here until tomorrow. Let’s hope it shows up on the truck tomorrow because I can feel my anxiety about this creeping up.