When I dream about Gillian Anderson being my housemate for the night it’s decidely Not For Polite Company.
I was going to write “roommate” but changed it to “housemate” to be clear on the context. In my dream, we lounged around and drank tea
Something really frustrating happened to me at work for the fourth time and I self-medicated with chocolate. A lot of chocolate.
Boo work bullshit! Yay emergency chocolate!
I’m a delicate little flower right now and couldn’t walk for groceries because it’s 88F out bright side is I was still able to walk to and from yoga since it was before it got way too hot.
It’s all relative - 88F is a cool day here. Though lugging groceries is hard work.
Normally I wouldn’t worry about it. But there’s the whole fuss about not cooking your fetus and all I definitely don’t have my normal stamina and heat tolerance, and it was over a mile each way (with hills en route, as well).
Good choice.
I’m on the second safest medication I can be on for fetus. And all of the people I had access to preconception weren’t worried… But I just got the numbers and I’m on a 5% risk drug not the 1% risk drug. And no point in switching since risk is all first trimester and switching takes 2-4 weeks… (this is a no comments tiny complaint I think)
I dropped a glass and it EXPLODED. Total mess to clean up. On both carpet and tile. Thank god I had slippers on.
Can I just say that sucks? Sucky.
My pea plants have utterly refused to cling to any of the climbing frames I set up for them. So instead of plentiful, large plants this year, I have tiny plants with 1 flower each.
Allergies are SOOOOOO bad right now and a front is coming through (temperature relief at least?) so baromatric pressure is changing and I have the worst sinus headache than I have had in a long while that won’t go away, even with ibuprofen.
I sent an email Monday to the realtor that helped us buy our house about finding a house for the in-laws and she hasn’t gotten back to me
I haven’t had a period since 2014 but still get cramps every month, and today is the day.
My books are stuck in China and I am about to fly the opposite direction of them.
My psoas in cramping again and cut a lovely walk very short. And now I feel trapped for the rest of the day.
Noooo I hate pressure headaches.
I shouldn’t have walked to my library shift yesterday. Heel pain is back.
Boo! Really sorry that your heel is worse
Microsoft Word doesn’t do what I want it to do.
It’s taking 25 seconds to load every 10 seconds of love Island.