One Night Out or a Whole Summer? Patio Cushions and Bad Habits
Okay so picture this. It’s a Tuesday, not even a nice occasion, just a random Tuesday where my roommate Casey decided we were “doing a little grill situation” on the…
Okay so picture this. It’s a Tuesday, not even a nice occasion, just a random Tuesday where my roommate Casey decided we were “doing a little grill situation” on the…
I’ve measured the same gap in my hallway five separate times since February. Same tape measure, same eleven and a half feet of wall, same result every time, and I…
Okay so I did the math on this the other night, mostly out of horror, and I have owned four high gloss wardrobes in six years. Four. I have lived…
Okay so the internet’s official stance on carpet shampooers and mattresses is basically “absolutely not, are you insane, you will summon mold from another dimension.” I’ve read the forum threads.…
Okay so I need to tell you about the winter I basically cooked my own mattress, because it’s relevant, and also because I still think about it more than is…
I’m sitting on my kitchen floor at eleven at night holding four paint chips up against my bathroom tile, phone propped against the cabinet filming because apparently I can’t do…
Okay so here’s the thing everyone assumes about area rugs: that just having one down is basically an act of floor protection. Like the rug is doing the wood a…
Okay so I actually timed this once, not on purpose, just because I was bored during a rewatch of a show I’ve seen four times, and in one hour I…
My sister Maddie walked onto my patio last June, looked straight up at the string of bulbs I’d just spent forty five minutes untangling and clipping to the fence, and…
Okay so here’s the thing everyone says about empty vases. That they’re a placeholder. A “waiting for flowers” situation. Something that only earns its spot on the shelf once there’s…