Me working from home:

Or we could vacuum the entire house…

… and make the bed

… and eat lunch

… and count the lemons on my lemon tree

… and take a nap

… and re-organize the home office

… and finally sit down and do 20 minutes of work before scrolling the phone…

… then get up and walk around the house to check the closets for no reason I can remember.

Also stopping and staring into the garden for minutes before heading for the kitchen to eat a bit of tiramisu.

It’s 5 in the evening now and I got up at 7. A day well spent 🫠

Thank you for the clarification!

Why does he always look like he’s simultaneously smelling something rancid and missing the punchline of the joke you just told him?

I heard he divorced his wife in order to stay true to his anti-corruption conviction. Something about her working for Orban and partaking in corrupt conduct, but I didn’t pay too much attention to it since I try to avoid the news these days.

I am however glad and hopeful for Hungary! Seems like a step in the right direction and we really need some right steps these days because sheesh this clown world can be demotivating sometimes.

You’re probably right, but that is so sad, omg xD

All I can say is that working long hours is soul crushing. I went through an extreme case of that a few years ago, out of necessity.

Worked so much I have like three months from that year that are almost totally blank in my memory. No clue what happened during that time.

According to my boyfriend, at my worst, I worked between 90 and 120 hours a week.

All I know is that I didn’t have a social life and didn’t have hobbies or any free time. Didn’t even have time to breath and have a check in with myself so I didn’t know that I was on the brink of losing it before I almost did.

Still paying the mental and physical price for that sacrifice two years later and it wasn’t fucking worth it, man. Like at all.

I’ve had to relearn what it means to have freetime and hobbies. It’s going okay in that department! Have gotten my plant hobby back on track and am currently making fugly fridge magnets with stupid faces and googly eyes. Figured I needed something funny to look at when I’m not around a mirror.

We also went to the beach today and collected sea glass, which is basically like meditation, if you ask me!

I have seen a few examples of people using linkedin to humble brag about their work ethic or whatever and all it ever does is tell me that they aren’t actually happy with the thing they do.

I find it a lot more interesting to read or hear stories about projects people have been working on and them telling a little bit about the process. The excitement of them sharing what they have worked on is ten times more interesting than some randy bragging about how much they worked in one day.

Like omg congratulations. I work along hours too. I don’t think it’s anything to be proud of. Quite the contrary.

Seriously, pigeons should be the national animal of ADHD-land.

They are also the messiest nest builders which isn’t really that point. It’s basically a domesticated animal that was discarded by humans when the modern mailing system was invented. How the hell are they supposed to know how to build a nest when it was literally bred out of them?

And yet, they try. Every single year, they try to build their fugly nests and they somehow keep their population alive despite picking the worst places to make nests and then sometimes a nest is two branches balancing on a drain pipe. They raise their five babies on that shit and somehow they all survive their childhoods or chickhood, if you will.

The way pigeons fly. Clumsy with the loudest wing sound ever. Alerting every predator to their presence because of something they can’t control. And yet, they are still surviving and there are so many of them out there.

I saw the only well made pigeon nest last year. Still looked like a ratty mess, but I could imagine a few chick’s hatch and grow up nicely in that nest.

Problem is, they built it too late in the season. It was like, August/September when I first saw them. The mom-pigeon lay on that nest until November when she finally gave up and left it. No eggs anywhere to be seen.

This spring, I saw her and her mate return to the nest and rebuilding it. I hope they have better luck this year and don’t push it until autumn before thinking about having babies, lol.

Pigeons, man. They are something else.

Here’s a couple of pics of the pigeon on the nest. I started taking pics and sending them to my boyfriend and my best friend at the end of October because I was starting to get worried, lol.

It’s very funny to watch these guys, who smugly supported Trump for years, turn on him because they don’t want to lose their audiences.

The gravy train is over and you have zero credibility. I hope it was worth all the money to sell your souls. None of it will ever buy back your integrity

If someone had the funds for it, this could be remade into a lovely home with a lovely garden. There is potential there… but holy shit the amount of renovation that needs to be done before a real human can move in is exhausting.

I love when these Twitter mic droppers proudly display their own ignorance.

Lobotomy was used as a treatment method against mentally ill people and people who had disorders.

Men and women were given lobotomies and for a time it was believed to be a good operation, that cured them of their mental problems. The mindset towards lobotomy changed once people realized what the operation was actually doing and that is why it was eventually looked down upon and in the end made illegal.

It is simply factually wrong to claim that lobotomies were done to stop women from having opinions. It was a much more complex and unfortunate issue that affected men and women alike who were struggling with mental health issues.

But I guess understanding history and it’s context doesn’t matter when you can make idiotic clap backs on Elon Musk’s platform.

It had taken me years to be at peace with the notion that some people love Maroon 5 and think Adam Levine’s voice is angelic.

Thankfully, none of the Maroon 5 fans I know are Bateman coded, but I did date a guy who unironocally worshipped Billy Ray Cyrus and he was probably the biggest psycho I have ever known.

Or maybe it’s just simply a reaction to being under threat from both sides and trying to protect the good parts of the European union that Russia and the US apparently wishes to destroy and invade.

I sure don’t feel super inclined to buy from America when they have openly threatened to kidnap a country within my kingdom. If that makes me a nationalist then the word carries no meaning.

You are aware that Europe isn’t a country right?

Which one?

Because frankly, I don’t trust either of them to be good with money :b

You don’t know what you’re talking about and the fact that you discredit my boyfriend’s words by calling it an LLM is pathetic.

Bye 👋

Bees and butterflies have pretty privilege while I’m happy my squatter spiders are helping me annihilate every ant trying to set up shop inside my house. Nothing personal to the ants as long as they stay in the garden and help pollinate the flowers.

If you come inside my home, you better hope the spiders find you before I do.

Spiders pay rent by leaving ant corpses on the floor when they are done sucking them dry. I vacuumed 12 by one spider last weekend. Bro is my favourite tenant.

Immediately thought of this clip❤️

The power of the potato, my friend.

“Mother! Father! We had such a splendid time in the countryside! We played hide and seek and Lucy got lost in the wardrobe and Edward simped for a witch and Susan got to cosplay as Katniss Everdeen and Peter was knighted by a talking lion.”

Makes Danes talk funny