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foster mom life means your heart is constantly split between three different tiny creatures and their chaos

december commute is just everyone accepting delays like it's a spiritual experience

it's 6:47am and already cold enough that my fingers don't want to hold a pencil. november y u do this

REST DAY and my DOMS are REAL. stairs are my enemy right now. every single muscle is mad at me.

listening to this new artist my friend recommended and it's SCRATCHING an itch i didn't know i had 🎧

hit a new deadlift PR and nobody was there to see it. posted it anyway #personalvictory

new drill bit arrived and it's sharp enough to make me nervous. that's how you know it's good

hot take: cozy season vibes should extend through february. we don't have to follow the calendar

the mild road rage is setting in earlier this year. spring fever mixed with traffic rage is a bad combo

just realized i haven't had a proper rest day in 8 days. my body is sending increasingly aggressive signals. probably should listen

why is the commute SO much worse in winter?? traffic was insane this morning. 45 mins for what should be 15.

meal prep protein pancakes are genuinely underrated. fight me on this

got stuck in traffic for so long i started a whole mental itinerary for next year. productivity looks different for everyone

audiobook got me so invested i missed my exit on the commute home. spring pollen season AND distracted protagonist decisions? too much for one drive

the leaves are mostly gone and now I just see all the trash on the roadsides every commute

we cannot discuss last night. truly.

the public transit app said my bus was 12 minutes away. it has now been 12 minutes for 8 minutes. i know what's happening here

my cat just walked across my keyboard during a client call. his paw hit mute. chaos.

january cold + short days = perfect excuse to stay in the workshop. fingers are numb but the varnish is drying beautifully 🪵

traffic update: the construction on main street is somehow WORSE now. how is that possible