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I am always super jealous of people who can sleep for 10 hours straight. I wish I could do that. The only times in my life I have is if I am sick and taking something that makes me sleepy and when I had a traumatic brain injury. The brain injury sleep lasted for a few weeks but went away once I was able to walk in a

Going to bed at 9 would mean I was sick, going to bed at 11 is early for me. I only sleep about 6 hours a night and that is with chemical help.

I had that happen to me once when I was younger. I seriously thought I was going to be killed or kidnapped.

My husband wanted me to take his name, it was important to him but it was more important to me to keep mine for a variety of reasons ( none of which by the way had to do with my dad's masculinity) . It was a dealbreaker for me if he was going to have an issue with me keeping my name we would have just not gotten

That is the very first thing that crossed my mind. And then I wanted one from all star bagel in my home town but can't have one since I live in Virginia now.

I have never felt the buzz or what ever people talk about they get from working out I feel like shit not matter how regularly I work out I have never gotten over the hump where I start to enjoy it.

I spent a little time on her blog last night and she most definitely has issues.

My Grandma stopped driving after a certain point on her own, she actually didn't even get her license until she was in her 70's and my grandpa had to stop driving. She was lucky since she lived across the street from the bus stop and could have her groceries and prescriptions delivered. She also had enough money to

You will not believe the amount of shit I get for having this point of view. I always get but don't you Loooooooooooove your husband like it's impossible for me to love him and be in a long term relationship with him with out him being my soul mate.

I'll just keep to myself how the phrase " Yay! I get to reconcile the cash account this week" left my mouth. No sarcasm and it was fun.

I grew up in the suburbs with a very large fenced in back yard. Our Westie had a doggie door and free run of the house/back yard during the day. He was never able to escape , unless someone left the gate open, and none of the neighbor's dogs made there way in. The only aggressive cat in our neighborhood was ours and

Your off on the life expectancy of outdoor vs indoor, its more like 5 to 8 years vs 12 to 16.

For most people, tools have a practical purpose. My husband is mechanically inclined enough to be able to figure out how to fix something but grew in a household where that kind of thing was hired out for the most part. I grew up in a POS older home with cheap parents so I grew up learning how to fix random shit. I

My husband recently bought a cordless Dremel he did not need. He already had an older model with a cord. He bought the new one did one tiny thing with it and it went back in the case and has been sitting on a shelf in the garage since. The number of tools we own vs. the number of tools we use is a very small percent.

Umm ok but I'll stick with advice from medical professionals. I have done talk therapy and CBT and both have helped but have not eliminated my need for medication. When celexa stopped working for me I went back to CBT and when that didn't help I switched to Cymbalta. The several medial professionals I see to treat my

There are some medications that should only be used in the short term like Xanax but I've took Celexa for years and have been taking Cymbalta for 4 and it has not "fucked with my brain"

Why someone would lie about something like that is much more interesting to me than the fact they lied in the first place. I mean I get why someone would lie about not being married or having a better job than they do but why pretend to be color blind.

My cat is a scammer he cries like he is dying and gets all in my face when I'm still alseep. When I get out of bed he just runs to the balcony door to be let out which he not allowed out on by himself anymore since he walks through the railing and walking on the outside bit of the balcony.

He looks like my old kitty, Mac Mac the wonder cat.

I've seen lots of similar sets on Etsy.