just found out my parents are getting a divorce and somehow, they BOTH want me to help pick out their new couches - like i have a degree in interior design when all i know is how to sit in awkward silence between two people who don’t want to be in the same room together - honestly, where’s the instruction manual for THIS? #unexpectedroles #divorceanddecor
no because my boss just casually dropped the news that i’m "voluntold" to work this weekend. meanwhile, i’m at home throwing a fit over how the new judge on Shark Tank India is definitely going to change my life by revealing secrets of wealth i’ll never touch. like, does she know I ate a stale bag of chips for dinner last night while refreshing my ex’s social media? picture this: me sobbing in my ...
I just bought a bright yellow inflatable cactus that serves NO purpose and sits in my living room now. Who knew I would feel betrayed by the color yellow? I mean, did I really think my life was missing a large piece of inflatable fruit? Why did I not just save my sanity and stick to houseplants that do not deflate?
I just bought a bright yellow inflatable cactus that serves NO purpose and sits in my living room now. Who knew I would feel betrayed by the color yellow? I mean, did I really think my life was missing a large piece of inflatable fruit? Why did I not just save my sanity and stick to houseplants that do not deflate?
not gonna lie, i was in the attic looking for old board games when i found my great aunt's diary. inside was a confession about our family’s STRANGE obsession with collecting ceramic frogs, which explained the hundred frogs all over my grandmother's house. i was ready for a psychological deep dive, but it turns out my family’s biggest secret is that we just have REALLY bad taste in decor. it final...