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Advanced math has never been my strong suit, but riddle me this. I only have about 12 hairs total on my head, but I lose at least 400 a day. How does that add up?
Our fall in Washington started very late this year as we had unseasonably warm weather until the end of October. The gorgeous foliage we are seeing now is typically what we would see in mid-October.
The only downside to this is that it has extended the “is that a giant leaf or a dead animal” season. It makes driving a bit confusing and potentially gross.
One night I was so cold in bed and it took me forever to warm up. That night I had vivid dreams about shopping for electric blankets.
The dreams were so realistic that I had to check my phone when I woke up to make sure I hadn’t been shopping in my sleep.
I wish my Apple watch had a “busy mom” mode. If I hit 20-26k steps a day for three months straight, maybe, just maybe, you don’t give me the “hey, you can still do it” notification on the one freaking day that I haven’t hit my step goals.
How about instead you give me a “hey, everything ok with you” notification? Or maybe:
- “Just checking in”.
- “Did you twist your ankle”?
- “Recovering from surgery”?
- “Those dang kids sick again?”
Dear person with the “all lives matter” bumper sticker on your vehicle. You came to my attention as I watched you go 35 mph over the posted speed limit through a construction zone.
I guess all lives matter…except for road workers. Slow TF down.
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100% on the Apple Watch. How about sometimes it suggest that I take it easy? “I see you’ve hit all your exercise goals for the last six months, how about in December we do some stretching and call it a day?” The stretch goals are ridiculous.
Wait, you have stretch goals on yours? I’m so glad I missed that option on mine! I don’t need one more thing to harass me.
I have been having nightly bouts of phantosmia https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phantosmia which has been pretty interesting. One night I woke up at 2 am, absolutely convinced there was a skunk in the house, or at least prowling the backyard, because the skunk smell was so strong it woke me up. Since I didn’t hear any animal sounds in the house, and my husband was sick and I didn’t want to wake him up, I just tried to relax about it. I had a hard time getting back to sleep.
In the morning I reported the skunk prowler to my husband, who said he had been up around 4 am and hadn’t smelled a thing. This has happened before–sometimes it’s skunk, sometimes it smells like a cat has been spraying outside the window. Again, nobody else smells it and I’m left feeling like a slightly crazy person.
Last night I kept waking up convinced that somebody had helped themselves to some leftovers or something, because i kept smelling food. Like the smell of something being heated up in the microwave. But again, our bedroom is very near the kitchen and I didn’t hear a thing, and when I woke up and still smelled the food smell, my husband said there was no food smell.
It’s so fun living in my brain.
Oh wow, that does sound intense! Also, I dream that intensely and had no idea there was a name for it. My friend does as well. I’ll have to share that link with her.
Oh, it’s not dreaming. I have this when awake as well. It is just so strong that it wakes me up from a sound sleep and then I keep smelling it for a while. The other day I was just minding my own business and I suddenly smelled buttercream frosting, like somebody was holding it right under my nose–but there is nothing like buttercream frosting in our house, trust me, and anyway I was in the (clean) bathroom putting away towels. SO weird.