COVID has me feeling a little like Rapunzel in her tower... except I have the keys...and don't require a prince to leave...and it's raining...and people and their parties are terrible...
Come to think of it I might be the witch, my hair certainly thinks so.
it’s so interesting that the first generation of kids who were used as props by their instagram influencer moms have grown up and are now asserting their own agency. and their reaction isn’t exactly a surprise. who would want their childhood to be online like this?
Me: So a hospice called me this morning. I know because I googled the number, but we don't know anyone in a hospice or anyone needing palliative care...
Mom: Maybe someone saw you after a night out and made a pre-emptive call?
#momshade
Sometimes fights are like plucking your eyebrows. You might be able to make some headway, but in the end, you need to know when to stop, before you start making it worse.
Step 1: Start eating a fruit
Step 2: Realise it doesn't taste good
Step 3: Looks around for a parent or a partner to give it to
Step 4: Remembers that am single and alone
Step 5: Considers that this might be a contributing factor to the aforementioned
Step 6: Discards theory.
Me: I hate math.
Also me: If I cut my shower down to three minutes and breakfast down to five, I can hit the nine-minute snooze three more times and only be five minutes late.