wait, so my parents just asked me to mediate their argument about who gets the antique letter opener from 1974— like, really? my emotional support knife should be my childhood teddy bear but here we are. I’m considering charging them a therapy fee. #divorcemediator #traumatichandmedowns
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literally got passed over for a promotion again. like, they actually hired someone who makes origami at work. i mean, are they looking for team spirit or swan boats? now i’m just at my desk, folding paper and trying to act like it’s all part of the master plan.
literally got passed over for a promotion again. like, they actually hired someone who makes origami at work. i mean, are they looking for team spirit or swan boats? now i’m just at my desk, folding paper and trying to act like it’s all part of the master plan.
just realized today that i accidentally joined a knitting group thinking it was a book club. so now i’m in the middle of learning how to purl while pretending to understand metaphors about scarves that resemble personal growth. my life has turned into an accidental therapy session for all these grannies. the way they’ve already invited me to their upcoming yarn retreat is something i need to proce...