Why does my dog refuse to go to the bathroom in our yard and insist on going in the next door neighbor's yard?
Does anyone else have a husband that puts his dirty clothes right next to the dirty clothes hamper but never in it?
I could eat a whole watermelon for dinner every night.
I've lost all motivation to do anything productive on my days off. I just sit around.
My life is in limbo right now. . . waiting for my job to end, waiting for my baby to come, waiting to hear from one more grad school, waiting to move. . . can't we just get on with things?
Everything is uncomfortable. . . I need a new bed, couch, car, etc., etc., etc. (well maybe I just need to get this baby out).
I spent three and one half hours at the spa the other day. Very relaxing. . . but so not my type of people. . . . can't anyone have a normal conversation?
Why do I grocery shop and then feel like I have no food?
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