There’s no better feel good story than two Canadian businesses partnering up to continue providing services to Canadians! 🍁

A quick plug: if you're looking for a new watch battery or watch repair or even need your jewellery repaired, you may have visited HBC in the past. The company that did their watch service for the last 25 years has now moved over to London Drugs: vancouversun.com/news/burnaby...

For 24 yrs now, I’ve worked within the walls of over 50 HBC stores, spanning 7 provinces. Along the way the focus vanished, e-commerce failed. The stores are beyond repair and the vendor trust is gone. All that aside, I’ve spent more time in stores than I have anywhere else and this feels weird 💔

gotta say, @jmcelroy.bsky.social, your journey meant a lot of thing to a lot of people - thank you for taking us along for the ride. We momentarily got to see glimpses of humanity from all across the globe, when we usually struggle to see it right in front of us. You did great tonight ♥️

I see hundreds of watches weekly but this one caught my eye today. I especially love the dedication to distortion.

one day I hope to make enough money that I don’t hesitate slightly when purchasing a $12 bag of granola.

I kept positive pregnancy tests from over the years and whenever I see one I’m like aww but also have no clue which child it coordinates with.

not saying I liked Covid but I did like not paying the mortgage for 6 months

getting multiple children asleep before 9pm is a massive accomplishment. Once properly executed, it allows for 2-3 solid hours of not putting anymore kids to bed. That is an incredibly big deal and not to be taken lightly.

my kids are having a sleepover at their grandparents and I don’t have to do bedtime and that’s very exciting and if I posted that on threads they’d tear me from limb to limb for exposing my children to the horror of *checks notes* feeling safe within their own family.

middle age, an era when a sip of good coffee sets the tone for the whole morning.

can i please stop learning things that bum me out. please

What does a bully hate more than anything? Being ignored.

not the coke zerossssssss 😭

PSA to fern lovers in the lower mainland: bring them inside ❄️

just me, my family and 7 outdoor Boston ferns sitting at the dinner table bc it’s supposed to snow later.

thinking of a song but couldn’t remember the band because the strokes, the shins and the stills all existed in the same musical era.

when my socks indirectly match my shirt I feel happier

Tom Green rapped in a group called Organized Rhyme.

the worst thing that could happen to me financially would be if all the items I’d ever put into online carts processed as orders simultaneously

5 mins into #NightBitch and they’ve perfectly captured the monotony of early parenting without saying any words.

nothing ruins a Friday like a “by the way, there is lice at daycare so keep an eye out” email.

was every generation always this terrified when they reached their 40’s? It’s my first time being here and I want off this ride of knowledge.

every coffee can be an iced coffee if you wait long enough

licking 50+ envelopes of dollar store Christmas cards making me feel like Susan.

you can tell a lot about how someone feels about you by the kind of wine they gift you.

the 3 wise men had more variety than this Stiegl advent calendar

asked 6 to get intel for teacher christmas gifts and they told her “I’ll like whatever you get me” and 6 said “everyone always breaks the wipe board erasers so that’s what I want to get” so proud of her gift practicality.

6: mom, can we go to hogwarts? me: where’s hogwarts? 6: *points to Home Hardware*

I’m happy to live my entire life never being important enough to be assassinated.

my new hobby is smelling candles at stores and then flipping them over to look at the price and then leaving without any candles.

my algorithm thankfully put Linkin Park back on my radar and I have to say, I did not fully appreciate or grasp what was happening with them back in my early 20’s. So sad I never saw them live. Midlife crisis level regrets happening over here.

when 4 tells me to “play that song with a fucking beat!” 👀

I’d been on threads for the past few months but then stopped interacting because every post was: “moms who don’t breastfeed are GROSS!” and “sleepovers kill children”. Nice to find a platform where ppl talk into the void and are ok with not getting any engagement. Reminds me of the good ol’ days.

last time I was on here I knew 13 people and they all needed a code to be here.

only interested in genuine interaction these days. 40 is a wonderful age for realizing that you don’t need to tolerate anything that even slightly irks you. You can simply choose not to indulge or humor it. Incredibly freeing concept.

based on the number of resumes I am getting, it seems the entire population of Saskatchewan is looking for work.

sometimes I see ppl whacked out on the side of the road, dancing and looking otherwise jovial and get momentarily jealous of their lack of fucks, before realizing that I’m driving home where I have clean clothes and a shower.

big influx of locals since the bird became the letter. Now to remember this app exists when I have something unimportant to say.

*whispers* I still like twitter more

finding someone here that I follow on twitter is like walking into a party you did not want to attend and feeling a calming sense of familiarity by seeing someone else you know that probably hates being there just as much.

shout out to all the moms who judge that my 5 and 3 year old know it’s Wine Wednesday today

3: *sneezes three times in a row* Me: What’s going on here?! 3: I’M KING OF THE BUTTS

I feel like I should talk about different things here than I do on Twitter and I’m not sure why.