Current me has some questions for past me about this reminder I guess I set.

Today is the last day of my interim week between old and new jobs, so naturally i was awake half the night after dreaming of work.

Infuriating that last-minute ladies like me have to resort to wildly expensive shipping to get fleece when we used to have fabric stores locally.

B fighting with autocorrect tonight: "Why the fuck would I say "feline"? When I have ever said something is still "feline"?"

I, a fully formed adult, just poured peroxide in my ear so I could extract the ball from my cartilage ring, which popped off the ring and got stuck deep in my ear canal, like i'm a toddler. I've been tucking my ears since I *was* a toddler, and I guess these rickety hoops I have now aren't suited.

the worst part (i hope) of changing jobs is picking new health care plans. I've been super spoiled with very well-priced and covered tech plans. Now it's like "new company's expensive AF options" or "B's weird AF vanderbilt three-tier options". Is it stupid to have two HDHP plans? it's all stupid.

This morning in scrum, I said "Thursday! Y'all know the worst thing about Thursday? We're just that much closer to Monday." So that's where my vibes are right now.

After A Week at work and a busy shift in the high school concession stand, i have homestyle, tuna melts, wingspan, and the Pet Shop Boys, so maybe things are turning up.

A test i could pass!

Woke up yesterday morning with this solidly at the front of my thoughts. That didn't change with today.

1. Dinner ready, dishes done, lights low, last bit of the day is just tasty meal + tv. 2. sleeping til 11. 3. milk & sugar in tea. 4. buttered toast. 5. thunder

I love imessage reactions, but lately I have been replying to a text, then going to react to their message only to react to mine instead. I do not notice this until later, so I look like the kind of person who loves her own messages. And while internally, YES, obvi, I would never externally do so.

Miss Bingley has been waiting ages for the new Taylor Swift album.

Flying home tonight but we are returning to the gate because of issues with the seatbelt sign and they want a mechanic to look at the issue. Like can’t we just all agree to stay seated?

I know a lot of bad things are happening at this very moment, but I went scuba diving on Saturday, and my jaw still hurts and won't open properly, making it very difficult to eat my feelings about the state of affairs.

If you go to @lesleyest.bsky.social ‘s house, there is a non-zero chance you come home with a party favor.

what I want to do is go sit at the pool. what I need to do is wrap up a slide deck. what I am compelled to do is scroll until the commentary dries up.

Ah, listen. Who can choose just one? youtu.be/jEJdfDD4dVg?...

The most adult of Friday nights after a whirlwind week.

Nine minutes to consume this.

Ordered a book to help me prep for an interview and now it seems the interview (thirty minutes from now!) will arrive first. Here’s hoping i slay this one and move on.

It’s been a busy week, with houseguests who left today and my mums 80th at ours tonight. We started the party prep countdown yesterday and have been steady moving all day. I’m not saying we used the colored markers to show who did what, nor was it a competition, but….

Extension: we put too much ice in too many drinks. Second extension: that tiny pebble ice is really the worst.

I opened the new jug of milk for my second cup of coffee, and y'all!! The milk that isn't solidifying into pieces at the bottom of the cup makes for such a better drinking experience. Anyway, follow me for more kitchen tips.

Because we have “Nashville airport brain”, we didn’t think about the implications of the size of the Denver airport on “land at 6:30 and be at a show for the 7:30 opener.” Anyway, Bill Ryder-Jones, i bet you were amazing.

There’s a person at this dinner spot who is a living version of the statue at the top of the stairs in Better Things.

Given the state of everything (relentless tornado alerts during my peak sleep hours, living in … this, etc),i feel like pouring the chocolate crumbs into my mouth straight from the bag was the move.

My side table in-progress pile is out of hand but 50% of what I’ve read so far this year? Rereads of John Sandford books on my kindle. I guess the downfall of democracy calls for murders?

We had chocolate chip cookies in the house for two days, during which time I ate about a million. I am feeling a great loss today, a day in which I have had zero cookies.

Traveling for a week, then having a full weekend of concerts feels like a lot, so I’ve decided to spent my little available free time today in my bed. TBD if this is also true tomorrow.

Been traveling since Friday; different hotel every night. A fun game at 3 am is called "find the toilet in the dark".

Free WiFi on delta just cost me $150 in spontaneous online shopping.

Overdue on a task list item. Past Me had unwarranted confidence in Present Me's ability to discern what this means.

Husband: “i mean they’re both pretty iconic.” Boychild: “i prefer quack.”

Ngl, my heart is kind of breaking for Seth Milchick.

Struggling to get my family to realize that if I'm working in headphones, it doesn't mean "don't disturb me", it means, "You have to actively come tell me that it's time for cookies or that there is a possum wandering around the backyard & I should come check him out."

when you have a snow day with teenagers, you keep working and they make you french toast. It's pretty sweet. Now to talk them into learning to write tickets.

Watched Clerks with my 17 year old tonight and was reminded that while it is a compelling portrait of slackers, work, and friendship, it is also a film that talks an awful lot about sucking dick.

in light of everything, I consider it a minor miracle that I got my self-review submitted one minute before the deadline.

I spent so much money at chromatics in high school. Sad to see the building up for sale.

People keep saying "Call your congressional representatives", but mine are Bill Hagerty, Marsha fucking Blackburn, and Andy Ogles. The only argument I think might even slightly resonate with them is that he's taking away *their* opportunity to be absolutely reprehensible pieces of shit.

Me, telling the group chat that we may want to take our spicy hot celeb takes underground.

I, a comma person, just tried to use em dashes, and my sentence looked so awkward, I nearly broke my keyboard backspacing out. Some of you -- em dash people -- just live this way?

This guy melting from the inside has gotta be a metaphor for something.

it is INFURIATING that my bag of lentils has a whole recipe for soup and not even a little box for just "cooking these lentils I've got here."

husband decided to use this snowy day to change batteries in the smoke detectors, which have now been chirping about their excitement for fresh batteries for an hour.

Really grateful I went back to work last week because I am sick today, but my Q1 roadmap is at least already partially sketched out.

it's a real short journey from "we have so much cake, this is out of control" to "oh, shit, the cake is nearly gone."

My teenagers are all out, and I’m in that space where I’m definitely a little wistful about not being nineteen and youthfully beautiful, but also so glad to be in soft pants and a comfy home, with board games, Björk, and a husband i like who makes me strong cocktails.

Turns out winning $80 feels pretty great.