Thank the Lord I didn’t live with Zach during the great toilet paper shortage of 2020. The amount of toilet paper I use just to clean off the toilet seat after he’s gone pee is absurd.
I don’t why I’m so peeved that the note made for me calling in yesterday says “headache”. I mean, it was actually a migraine that was painful it made me physically sick. But sure, let’s reduce it down to a little head pain.
I dunno. Maybe it’s because I’m in love and gettin married, but there’s something so exciting about seeing other people I know being a love and gettin married.
I’m really tired of waking up in the night thinking about things that happened at work. It’s even worse when my brain makes up work situations that never happened and that keeps replaying through my mind.
I don’t think a lot about what life was like before my depression and anxiety kicked in because it seems like I’ve had it forever. But in 2008 my only concern was memorizing all of Taylor’s secret messages. So yeah, the re-release of Fearless is a big deal to me.
I had a dream last night that something happened to all of my plants and they got destroyed. It was so upsetting.
I think it officially safe to say I’m a plant person.
Just thinking about how I’ve managed to keep three plants alive. One of them is growing a new leaf and one of them I revived after my mom gave up on it because it was dying. I’m a plant person now.