My beagle was running around the yard and his big ol ears were flapping around. My goldendoodle just sat there while the beagle ran circles around her as fast as he could.

I have two that go hand in hand. One cannot exist without the other in my moral compass.

Acceptance and resistance.

Accept the things you truly cannot change and resist the injustices/cruelties that you can take a stand for and help to change.

Took me a hell of a long time to learn to accept certain things as absolutes, like the fact that suffering is an inherent part of life, but I have always been one to fight against things that can be changed. Not all suffering should be inherent to the human experience, though, and a lot of it can be fought against.

I’m fortunate enough to have really great parents. Like exceptionally great. I get legitimately really sad for others when I hear that they don’t have awesome parents. I can’t imagine going a day without talking to my mom. She and I talk every morning to make sure we both get up and get ready for the day. My stepfather and I don’t talk as often as my mom and I do, but he has been my only true father figure.

My biological father was an absolute piece of shit for most of my life, but he got his shit together and I see him as a good friend now. He and I talk almost every day, mostly about pets or work.

🤢

I did. It looks a little rough, but doesn’t seem to be complete toast. There’s also another mechanism that might be malfunctioning. I adjusted it like I was instructed to and the dripping got worse.

I’m not 100% sure what part is causing the running, so I’m just replacing everything. It’s all probably due to be replaced anyway lol

I don’t have a fixer-upper per se, but the dude who flipped my place to sell it really cut corners. I do as many repairs myself as I can. I consult the Internet, local hardware shops, and people I know who have done home repairs. I’m currently dealing with a toilet that won’t stop running unless I cut the water supply to it. I know that I need to replace all the parts in the tank, but I haven’t been able to make it to the hardware store to get the parts.

Also redneck engineering temporary fixes is totally a valid strategy. My parents put flex seal on a fucked up part of their roof and it kept the leaks at bay for 4 years. It could have lasted longer, but they got the whole thing replaced.

My screen door is broken, and I haven’t been able to replace it, so I have it tied open and held in place against my porch railing with some yarn. In bad storms, before it broke really bad, I used duck tape to keep it shut so it wouldn’t go flapping around.

Parts of my porch siding (plastic lattice) would also start blowing around in bad storms, so I used spare boards to prop everything in place until I was able to cut all the lattice down.

Disappointed beyond measure. :(

If you can’t grow your own black holes, store-bought is fine.

The fun part about this is that every time I’ve had to call a vendor about proprietary software, the techs helping me ARE the devs. 💀

I don’t code, but I do work with a lot of really shitty proprietary software. The amount of time vendors haven’t been able to fix their own shit is so high. Spent 6 hours on the phone once. Work 2.5 hours overtime for that call.

Humanity also just can’t coexist peacefully with anything. We ruin everything we touch. Our hubris will be our downfall and I take comfort in the fact that the Earth will heal after we extinct ourselves.

Idk how we’d get rid of money, but it needs to be done. We’re literally the only species on the planet with this concept and we’re suffering for it.

Feel like any resulting UTIs would be worth it for the great sleep that bath would bring

Nobody mistakes me for a teenager anymore.

Kids call me “lady”

I want to go to bed at 9 PM

I get excited for new appliances

I’m aware that I am a very messy person and I desperately wish I wasn’t. My executive dysfunction makes cleaning and keeping things clean so damn hard

My mom loves this song and tries to sing it all sexy and its so cringe that I feel my soul leave my body

I thought that I’d die of cancer because that’s my zodiac sign and nobody could convince me otherwise.

I donate to my local food bank. I worked in their hydroponics garden a few years ago and saw how much work goes into providing food for the needy. They need all the help they can get.

I also donate time and energy and a bit of money on a specific horse at the stables I volunteer at. She’s an old mare with an owner who doesn’t give a shit about her. Nobody really does anything with her other than me and another person, and that other person only lets her out to graze. I exercise the horse, groom her, give her lots of attention, and I got her a winter blanket recently.

I got rid of all my yarn one day last year because I was overwhelmed. Haven’t gotten any since but I really want to get back into knitting/crocheting. I’m afraid I’ll just end up with way too much again