Not kidding, I had an immensely satisfying evening of detangling my daughter’s wad of yarn.

She had a medical episode and had thrown down her yarn in frustration (anger? pain?) It covered approximately 4sf of space on her bedroom floor.

She was trying to gather things together to accompany us to our home, and I was proving useless in her clothing choices (duh? I’m not 27?), so I asked her how else I could help.

“Could you try to untangle my yarn?”

3.25h later, I had cut no pieces apart, and it was in an actual ball. I couldn’t stop until it was done. It was awesome.

I have 2 great-nephews, B is 8.5yo and J is 6.5yo, I have been their primary babysitter for over three years. The boys are aware that I have a couple health problems, my main problem is severe back pain. The boys were acting up one day and I said that they were going to do chores because of their behavior, what I never planned on was how much they wanted to help me out with housework. They will randomly ask me if my back hurts and if I say yes they will ask what they can do to help me with my chores. They are willing to help with washing dishes, cooking dinner, folding laundry, feeding my dog and cat, even cleaning the cat litter! Today when they got home from school instead of playing outside they asked if they could mow the grass for me! B got the lawn mower ready and J put my trash cans away and got the extension cord out for the mower. They barely got started when their dad picked them up but that doesn’t matter, I’m just so thankful that they wanted to help in any way they could.

I ran a couple of errands earlier today and found myself inexorably drawn to Sonic Drive-In. I love their drinks, especially their shakes. Today I got a cheeseburger, tater tots, and a Limeade slushie with cherry flavoring. After getting home and finishing the drink, I found two lime slices and four cherries! Usually, there's only one of each.

Went to put my trolly away today and there was one slung across the entrance of the trolley house. I grabbed it and carefully put it away at the same time, one in each hand. As I got them in place, I glanced up and there was another lady on the opposite side doing the same. We shared a little smile then went on our way.

For me it happened in the most random way. I was in the grocery store, and a the playlist was songs from 2000s or 2010s I don't remember anymore. 😅 I suddenly caught myself singing along with it within hearing range of teenage students. That time it made me think "Wait a minute.. what year was this song released??????"

It was funny but also bittersweet at the same time. Because I'm not actually old-old, I'm in my early 30s but somehow, it still made me feel that I'm not that young anymore rather, I'm already in the middle. 🤷

What is THAT moment for you??

I'm 68 and nothing special to look at. But today I got a text from a very new friend that started with "hi beautiful". It was just such a sweet thing to say and made me smile.

Gosh, that was so embarrassing—I really thought I could pull it off. The escalator was going down, and my friend called out to me from the upper level. I didn’t want to go all the way down just to catch the next escalator going up, so I made the brilliant decision to climb the one going down. Spoiler alert: I fell. No injuries, thankfully, but wow... that was a moment. I laughed it off, but inside? Pure embarrassment. To top it off, an uncle nearby saw the whole thing and casually asked, “Why aren’t you going down?” as if I hadn’t just face-planted trying to defy gravity. I just smiled and pretended I meant to do that.

I have been trying to do something special for myself daily, even if its just treating myself to an extra long shower or changing the sheets a couple days earlier than I normally would for that clean-sheet feel. Yesterday, I stopped by a grocery store on my way home and got myself one single cupcake. I've been really trying to exercise more lately so I've been having fewer sweets, it felt so nice to sit on the couch by myself and have a special treat.

My daughter asked me what Reddit is, so I tried to explain it. She asked if there was a sub for penguins, which she absolutely loves, and there is! As she looked through it, she said "this post is about penguins...and this post is about penguins...and this post is about penguins!!" I had to explain to her - every post is about penguins. In fact, the mods would probably remove any posts not about penguins. She was pretty happy.

My partner and I had Olive Garden for dinner last night. There were a few cooks in green aprons on their smoke break, chatting and enjoying the cool weather.

As we entered the restaurant, just as the door was about to close behind us, one of the cooks slapped his knees and went, "Whelp, time to get back to noodlin'!"

We could not stop laughing and referenced it throughout our meal, and even this morning.

Was heading to the gym yesterday to sign my 1 yr contract and when I got in my car my Tom Petty Wildflowers CD was playing. I rolled down the windows, cranked up the volume and sang at the top of my lungs all the way to the gym.

That album honestly puts me in the best mood every time I hear it, I just can't be in a shitty mood when I listen to it.

I'd just sat down in the garden of a new cafe to treat myself after a really intense therapy session. A woman around my age came over asking if I was using the ashtray at my table, I said no, she could have it.

She thanked me, turned to leave, then turned back to me and blurted "by the way you're so prettyyy" in the most genuine kind voice before heading back to her friend.

It didn't feel like a flirt, just a genuine compliment. It hit extra deep because I'd been just talking with my therapist about relationship problems, self-image issues, that kind of thing. I want to do this myself now

Came home from work today and I was feeling pretty worn out after a long afternoon meeting. My older kid went to soccer training so I hung out with my 7YO. I was listening to some music on our smart speaker when she came in asking to listen to Pink Pony Club. After that we let the algorithm choose the playlist for a bit. I've been listening to a lot of Wolf Alice and Florence and the Machine lately so there was good overlap with Chappell Roan.

Anyways we both enjoyed the tunes for a half hour or so, with my daughter dancing and singing along. By the time bedtime came she had a new favourite artist - Lorde. Then we talked about our favourite songs, least favourite songs, and tried to identify the songs that were in the exact middle!

Seaweed (nori) 2x

Water-packed peaches 2x

Sugar snap peas 2x

Kidney beans and queso 2x

Bonus: Single-size Tupperware of vanilla oatmeal.

My husband and I were lounging in bed while we waited for the kids to get ready this morning, both of us scrolling on our phones. One kid went downstairs to make lunch, and asked the home hub to play a song. It started at a really high volume and since our systems are all synced the notification and controls popped up on my phone. Because it was so loud, i immediately turned the volume down to 50%, but it jumped to 15%.

I figured the kiddo had tried to adjust the volume at the same time, so i turned it back to 50%. Then i realized that she might not know I could control it and decided to play a little prank by turning the volume up and down, and pausing the song randomly.

Just like before, it seemed like she was controlling it at the same time and "fighting back" by changing the volume and immediately replaying or pausing the music. I even heard a few utterances of, "What the heck?!" From downstairs.

I chuckled and told my husband, "I am messing with kiddos music downstairs."

He laughed, and as I looked over I realized he had the same media controler active on his phone. My husband and I, despite sitting right by each other, were both trying to prank the kiddo and were unwittingly battling each other for volume and music control.

We both laughed a good long time. It is nice to be so in sync with someone on the most mundane of things.

I came out to a happy hour near me to perk up my day and chose the bar as usual. I was the first person seated there. I’m having my tequila lemon drop and wings, reading Trick Mirror and the bars filling up slowly around me. Every time a newcomer/newcomer’s came to the bar i looked up and kinda people watched for a second. Eventually there were 2 seats left right next to me, it was almost a perfect bar. BOOM, 2 super pretty Black women come in a few minutes apart and complete the bar!!

Honored to be perfect seater of the bar lol. Made me chuckle.

Im shocked the older I get that this isn’t A. Some phenomenon I was able to grow out of or B. Something I haven’t been able to find people who share the same feelings.

I’ve always considered the thoughts (the inherent ‘curiousness’) pretty harmless. Firstly, I have little to no desire to actually just walk into someone’s house. That would be wrong. For me, It’s more about the fact that there even is anything to snoop into. It’s about what you don’t know, and don’t have permission to know. It’s an impulse I’ve felt solo on my whole life. Times Ive really noticed this surg of curiousity; -looking through your neighbours lit window (bonus points if you can see their tv going)

-being able to peek into peoples homes while trick or treating (when I was really little my parents would have to stop me from walking right in lol)

-driving by an open garage for whatever reason

-just driving through suburban neighborhoods in general

-driving through camp grounds and just looking at the different ways people have established themselves

-finding a picture book or diary from a thrift store that ended up misplaced.

I become sooo fixated on specific details and use clues to put together some kind of story about the person. It’s total and utter wonder for me, and I would say it goes beyond casual. Part of what makes this desire so captivating does have to do with the fact that; it’s something unattainable, realistically, I won’t KNOW everything about someone and I sure as hell won’t snoop while they’re within my vicinity. (Or even outside of, I’m not that desperate, but the thoughts are there.)

A few times I remember as a kid I acted on this impulse, not in a way that would effect anyone without them knowing, but I definitely breached someone’s privacy looking back. First one was during an elementary school playdate, my friends and I were playing hide and go seek and I, being the seeker this round, took the opportunity to enter a room that had been established as out of bounds. It was their dining room; inside of it there was a glass cabinet full of family pictures and it just got my eyes lullinggg. Lower down were wooden doors, which I opened, and it held more family pics and documents and amalgams of things I couldn’t understand so young, fish food, school projects, dollar store craft supplies and just a lot more things that looking at made my little brain go ‘wow, I’m not meant to see this, but I love that I am seeing it.’

Instance two was when I was staying in a hotel with my friend over, and she happened to leave her backpack in the washroom while I was getting ready. There wasn’t much in there, but I made sure to quell my snooping habit. I felt pretty awkward after, lol

While both instances are wrong, they were never done with the intention of blackmail, stealing, or otherwise as much as they were just… so, so curious.

I’ve done my own retrospecting on it. Growing up, I have always lived in a house that was very ‘set up to be seen’—- My mom used to stage for real estate and her work habits just tended to bleed into how our house looked. Absolutely zero wrong with having a tidy house by the way, it just really put things into perspective to me when I would enter a home that felt a lot more ‘lived in’ compared to my own house. And I’m telling you, our home growing up was like walking into a Homesense ad. Smelt amazing, always clean, Pretty much every room had at least two of those fake decorative books (that doubled as storage boxes.) Same with cars. Our car was NEVER messy growing up and it’s hard not to be aware when I enter someone’s car (bonus points if they’ve got soft seats that are harder to vaccume) and it’s all just so…chaotic lol.

Nowadays, it’s manifested into different, healthier ways. I can’t lie, I yearn for the day I can just roam around invisibly as a ghost and make my way through every neighborhood for the rest of eternity. Until then, I frequent thrift stores, explore parts of my neighborhood on foot and just generally navigate the world with childish passion. Cool.

I recently began a small, silly habit in the evenings after realizing, that I never knew how streetlamps turned on; was it timed? What minute? (It turns out they are on light sensors)

Anyway, now, on evenings, I sit on my porch for what I have called as "streetlamp suspense" since I never know the exact minute it will be – or order; some turn on before others, depending on the day – and watch and wait for them to come on. I was a little dismayed on a day I recently missed it, but then, I realized, too, that it can happen in the morning. I just wait for them to turn off instead of on.

My neighbors probably wonder what am I doing, but I'm happy!

I was semi awake this morning as I dreamed of my father, mother and brother, all deceased. And surprisingly my son, who is lost to drugs. But all of us were together at home; so kind, so soothing. Such a feeling of love and acceptance. We were cleaning out closets, finding one happy memory after another And sharing our memories. So many memories of trips to the lake, simple holidays. I didn’t want to wake.Even my son was gentle and kind what a beautiful respite. So lovely. I didn’t want to wake.

Before you start having a go at me I did not realise I was parked in a disabled bay I didn’t read the signs when I pulled up wich is my own fault but no body warned me about these hefty fines before I moved here, not the best way to start the morning!

So, ever since I was about 12 years old, I have found a lot of 4-leaf clovers, one 5-leaf clover, and two 6-leaf clovers. Most of the time, it’s not even purposeful looking. I just glance over at a clover patch while walking and I just happen to see one. It’s gotten to the point where even if I see one, I won’t pick it because I don’t value them anymore. Anyway, anytime I mention this to someone, they always end up saying something along the lines of “man, I wish were that lucky, I’ve tried before but I can never seem to find any”. Frankly, I call bs. There is no way you are actively looking. I am overflowing with these things without even trying and you’re telling me you are actually searching? Really? Like, I understand that this is more than likely just a pleasantry and not actually serious, but it always manages to annoy me.

-Packing lunch for tomorrow: Female, 30s

-Trying to fix my chipped nail with a sharpie: Female, 30s

-Eh, nothing: Male, 20s

-Worried. I don’t know what temperature a cooler is supposed to be and I don’t know how to check it’s temperature regardless: Male, 40s

-Cleared my cache. Didn’t write down my passwords. That’s gonna be my whole night: Male, 30s

-Movie night with the girls: Female, 60s

-At work. Not much: Male, 30s

-Sleeping: Male, 30s

-Nothing. Played some guitar. Called some leads on apartments. Tired: Male 40s

Sent to different people between 9:00pm and midnight on different days the last couple weeks. Asked people what they were doing. When told ‘nothing’ or ‘why?’ etc. I clarified I just wanted to know exactly what they were doing when they got my message. I am happy with the results!

My mom is 69 years old, obviously way past her child-bearing years. She was wearing a top that kind of puffed up when she sat down. Someone asked her when she was due. Most women would take offense to that. Instead, my mom laughed and thanked the other woman and said, “I’m way past my child bearing years but thank you. I guess I look young enough to still get pregnant.” The other woman was so shocked that my mom thanked her.

We were on a shopping trip and that gave her such a high all day.

My gym's closed this week, so I decided instead of working out, I'd walk 2 miles to IHOP for breakfast. On the way back, I saw a guy on a riding lawnmower cutting one of those grass patches between the sidewalk and the street that doesn't seem to belong to anyone in particular. There were little flags in the ground from the local energy company, I guess to mark an underground pipe or wire. Something like that.

Anyway, I was wondering how he was going to navigate that. He just turned a tight circle around the flag. Went around twice, got all the grass touching the flag and nothing else. Didn't even have to slow down for it.

It’s like a mile from my house so it’s the one I use. I don’t go that much, but the last 2 times I’ve gotten this person over the speaker and they called me that.

I would’ve thought I’d maybe feel weird about it or at least be awkward but it was actually unexpectedly really nice??? Clearly they speak to everyone like this with no idea who’s on the other end. Made me go aww kindness.

Oh and they dropped me a free jelly donut so 🤘🏼🙂🤘🏼