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I have ADHD. I just do this normally. I’ve found the remote control everywhere from the fridge to the back deck. 

Getting drunk is how I enjoy the chore of cooking dinner. Adderall is how I clean the house. 

Anything I’ve ever sat in by Steelcase has been good but I don’t know that they have anything under $200. The Gesture is the best chair ever. My suggestion is to go to a surplus or used office furniture store and see what you can find. I got my Steelcase chair there, it’s not nearly as comfortable as the Gesture my

Anything I’ve ever sat in by Steelcase has been good but I don’t know that they have anything under $200. The

My moms 2nd husband was 1 year younger than my grandmother. She spent half of their marriage being his nurse. I couldn’t do it. My husband is 8 years older than me but is pretty healthy. I know I’ll probably still end up in a similar position one day since women do tend to outlive their spouses. 

I’m 31 and my dad is 71, my mom is 67. This whole aging parents thing while also being a broke millennial thing is killing me. I barely have my shit together, and they never really got theirs together. I don’t have any advice, only sympathy. 

I’m very muscular but I’m not bulky at all. I’m toned at best. I’ve changed the shape of my body quite a bit over the past year but most people wouldn’t be able to tell. I think it’s great, I’d even be happy to be a little bit bulky.

Me either. I’m a 12/14 and that’s not changed even after losing 20lbs over the last year. The waist is huge in all my pants but so tight in my hips and thighs. I want to lose another 20lbs but I know I’m never going to see a single digit jeans size. 

I just left Cincinnati and just saw women everywhere wearing shirts that said “Ohio.” I don’t get it. But I’m from Tennessee and we take the whole state pride thing too seriously too so whatever. Wear whatever you want. 

You know, honestly it couldn’t hurt. That’s a great way to think about it. 

I’m going on an anxiety inducing family vacation next week for the first time since i was a small child and now you’re telling me I need worry about fucking umbrellas too??!

I also sprained mine when I first started exercising. Take it slow and work on the strength training, it really helps. Unfortunately the thing they don’t tell you about a regular exercise routine is that it’s kind of like a Saw style game. Can you make it out healthier without injuring yourself? It’s definitely

Good for you! I definitely get the social anxiety, I have it so bad. I don’t know how I would ever be able to date these days if I hadn’t been married for a million years. I think it’s pretty badass of you.

Yay for having a job, boo for racist boss. This is the firing time of year at my work. It’s so nerve wracking, if I make it through the beginning of next month I should be good. I hate this economy we live in these days.

Awww that sounds so lovely. I’m glad it’s going so well! Hopefully he comes back soon. 

I’m sorry I’m one of those old married ladies who never had to deal with tinder but I’ll commiserate on the sprained ankle. I sobbed to the receptionist at the urgent care and made a total embarrassment of myself when it happened last weekend.  Hope yours feels better and I wish you better luck on Tinder.

I hardly wear anything most days but I’ve been trying harder recently and have at least been putting on a little mascara, some light foundation/bb cream. Occasionally I’ll throw on some blush, and highlighter. I’ve been on a lipstick kick recently, I love Too Face melted matte. I had a pretty good run of wearing at

I deal with this kind of BS all the time. There are a couple of people on my team who half ass everything and then happily take credit for work getting done. I try to keep my head down, but absolutely make sure I get credit for the work I do. If you can, help other people get credit and recognition for their work

Even after spraining my ankle last Sunday, I finally completed my first triathlon! It was my goal last year and I had a wreck on the bike and broke my hand. It was so annoyingly hard and I was so slow but I’m so happy I finally did it.

Those were the good old days when we thought they were the bad days but they were not. It’s been so long ago I can hardly remember it. What’s it been? 10-12 years?? Only 2 weeks?? Are you fucking kidding me.

My doctor said she wants to see some studies on it in younger people before she’ll attempt to get my insurance approval for it. I haven’t found anything yet, she’s suppose to be looking also.