Big complaint. I absolutely cannot lead a ride in 103 degree weather.
Looks like yoga is getting rained out again.
Also, something in my apartment is making a noise that sounds like a really really quiet Teams notification. It is not my or Boyfriend’s Teams. It is not the smoke alarms. WTF.
Also, I am getting frustrated at work by learned helplessness and also asking someone to provide x but instead I get y. I feel like I am somehow not speaking English.
…wut
how can that even be possible?!?!!!??!
What’s the humidity reading?
53%
Although now it says 93 with a feels like of 103.
Eeek. It hasn’t gotten quite as hot here based on the weather stations closest to me, but I wonder how accurate they are. The ones nearest me are in more established neighborhoods with big trees. We used to be cow pasture and have basically zero canopy.
Softball team just got knocked out of the ‘playoffs’ mostly thanks to a very bad umpire. It’s rec league so none of us (mostly none of us) take it too seriously, but it’s still kind of an annoying way to end the season.
My macbook continues on its path toward a slow plodding death. It was free and is old so it’s not unexpected but it’s making me crabby. I should probably run diagnostics on it, maybe it’s fixable.
Additionally, I cannot stay out on the front porch and listen to birdsong and sip coffee, I have to go inside and listen to stupid MEETINGS. Rude.
Only slept 2 hours because I stayed up late reading. Whoops.
Blah. Didn’t wash the cutting board well enough after dinner, so the breakfast strawberries were very garlicky
What were you reading? It must be so good!
While hugging my husband, somehow a piece of my hair got stuck in his tooth and ripped out said hair out. Ouch and gross.
My husband’s dad is such a monumental piece of shit it’s hard to wrap my mind around the fact that they have any shared dna at all. He sent him an atrocious email this morning which is the shit cherry on top of his already being an abandoning judgmental drunk chronic victim loser. DH is taking it like a champ but I know he’s upset and hurt and I wish I could just meet my FIL in person one time and decimate him, just before thanking him for avoiding my DH his entire life and thus enabling him to become a stellar man who he’d be lucky to even look in the eye once.
May you have this chance at some point or may he cease to be an emotional disturbance for your DH, however that happens.
Thanks <3 I’m less ragey now, lol. I just had to get it out!!!
Sometimes I wish life was a movie and we had the opportunity to yell at partners’ shitty parents just once. You made a great kid, act like it!
Right?! I get so much angrier on behalf of him than on behalf of myself. Like I can deal with my insane parents, lol, but DON’T YOU DO THAT TO MY MAN. I just go full Loretta Lynn.
Time to take that motherfucker to fist city.
<3 You get it. As I knew you would.