The dreaded mammogram — before I had one, I pretty much grouped that appointment in with getting my teeth drilled. Word on the street was, they are painful and you have a machine squeeze your boobs flat into pancakes. I’m assuming you men would put it right up there with a prostate exam.
Popping in randomly for a weird life post that has absolutely nothing to do with home decor, but I felt compelled to share all the same. Yesterday was Friday. The Boy took Cooper to his first soccer match, and Zoe was already in bed. That meant I has the house to myself. I could pretty much do anything I wanted to do. Yippee!
This meant no Captain Underpants. Not Teen Titans Go. No Barbie and the Mermaid Rockstars. The remote was mine. Flipping through the guide…nothing…nothing…nothing…nothing. Gah! Jackpot. Here are the thoughts that ensued.
Ooooph. Was this week as weird for you as it was for me? Tuesday was an exceptionally difficult day that began with puking, no internet, and heaps of drama. It was so bad I thought for sure Mercury was in retrograde…ummmm, it wasn’t…I checked…it just happened to be a shit sandwich day that required a helmet.
To brighten today, I decided to share with you a few of the things that caught my eye this week. Here’s what I’ve been obsessed with.
Oooooph! I’ve been meaning to write this post now for about 3 months…an update to my unemployment slash starting a new business slash freelancing slash blogging slash slinging vintage, but finding the time to even sit an write as been trying. One of my bloggery friends said I know you’re busy when you stop posting…ain’t that the truth. Gah, I hope this doesn’t mean I’m failing at blogging. If I haven’t said this before, thank you for bearing with me while I transition through this part of life. Srsly, who knew being unemployed could be so time consuming.
If you’ve ever lost your job, then you know it’s a flat out traumatic experience. This was my third… no fourth time in the world of layoffs. And no, it’s not because I am a sh*tty employee. I’ll have you know, I rarely called in sick, if ever, and I never, ever missed a deadline. So why all the layoffs? Oh how I wish I knew. Maybe it’s the state of the economy, or the world of advertising, maybe I just made poor decisions in employers. Either way, it’s been a few months since I’ve written anything regarding the emotional state of my career, so here goes.