Misty

Thought I'd do something completely different this morning. I tried learning to play the hand whistle and ended up sounding like a slobbery Darth Vader.

This is how my Quran teacher marks my mistakes in my recitations.

I'm officially ready to start looking for a husband. This is me putting the word out.

For those of you who don't have LinkedIn anymore, when you're applying for jobs, what do you put in the LinkedIn address field when it's required to have a profile? If I can get work without having to have a LinkedIn anymore, I'd like to do that.

There's a muscle near your shoulder blade that activates when you click the mouse with your fingers or type. I pulled that muscle. 🥸 The DOT physical had us push and pull 100lbs. There was no mention of this requirement in the job posting, during the interview stage, or the scheduling of orientation. I'm waiting for the Advil to kick in.

I miss my grandmothers. I miss my grandkids.

Social Media is full of unhinged individuals. Landlines and physical newspapers are sounding better and better all the time.

I've been home a couple of days and feeling like myself again. It felt good to be back at the laptop and sorting all my affairs. Laundry today. Pay bills tomorrow. Not sure what the rest of the day has in store.

I hate it when I make typoes.

I don't drive for them anymore. I still woke up with a scrunchy around my wrist so I didn't loose it, turned in my mattress like I was avoiding the lump in the top bunk, and worried about the next load that's never coming.