I could’ve written this entire post and all the tags myself except my picky eater is a “she.”
*high fives* I’m trying to get Kiddo to eat more because he is considered to be underweight for his age. We got a deal with him. If he tries three new foods a day, then after a month he gets a new video game. It’s hit and miss.
Kiddo: That doesn’t look like garlic bread.
Me: Well it is.
Kiddo: It doesn’t look like it!
Me: It’s homemade garlic bread.
Kiddo: *stares at me* No it’s not, you don’t bake bread.
Me: …Just eat it.
I love living by myself because I cook one meal and it lasts me three days.
the notebook problem: you see a notebook. you want to buy the notebook. but you know you have like TEN OTHER NOTEBOOKS. most which are STILL EMPTY. you don’t need to notebook. you’re probably not gonna use the notebook anyway. what’s the point? DONT BUY THE NOTEBOOK. you buy the notebook.
My mother is weird. I just got lectured for not closing the shower curtain. Its things like this that drive me to drink. Not the lecture cause hell I am used to those. But the subject. Why is this a thing for her? This is literally the first time in my entire life that she’s making a huge deal about hiding the tub.
I woke up this morning upside down with all the pillows in the floor and the dog sleeping on my ass. No idea how it happened.
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I WILL REBLOG THIS TO INFINITY AND BEYOND. GET ON MY LEVEL.
would putting them up help? like up against the wall?
Possibly, I’ll give it a try. I’ve propped them up on a stack of pillows but that didn’t really help. I may end up soaking them in hot water, that’s helped before.
Are you ever super obsessed with something for a while and then it fades out into you casually liking the thing and then something triggers it and suddenly it’s back to full blown obsession
I laid down and was trying to sleep, but my legs are aching. Mostly my ankles and knees. I went to the doctor about it last month and he put me on an anti-inflammatory. This is the first time since I started the meds that my legs have hurt like this. I may have to go back to the doctor.
It makes sleeping hard cause I can’t get comfortable, no matter how I lay. I keep moving, thinking it will help but it doesn’t. And I can’t find my bengay cream and that usually helps. Uuuugh.
*Writes a line*
*Procrastinates for an hour*
*Watches youtube for an hour*
*Eats everything in fridge*
*Writes a line*
*Thinks deeply about life*
*Feels like tossing the laptop into the ocean*
*Browses Tumblr for an hour*
*Whoa, inspiration strikes*
*Writes 3000+ Words in an hour*
Also applies to original stories.