A momentary pause here as I just had a fledgling wake up😂

This isn't Les Mis. I'm not the person who is going to give you the candlesticks, too.

I don't stand on my feet for 40 hours a week to let people steal from me.

Someone is catching felony charges. I will ruin your life over $50 in Uber Eats. I don't care what it does to your future.

Someone at my job took all the cash out of my wallet and stole my credit card.

They did the same thing to my work bestie, who just came back today after miscarrying her twins.

I'm so angry, I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep tonight.

Goth energy. I like it. Maybe wait until you're 12 to go that hard, though.

the guys walking around in shoes that don’t fit are not gonna do a 25th Amendment

Yeah, that line is lame.

Don't care. I am entitled to home Church a bare minimum of twice a year and I shall have it, I don't care what day it falls on.

Meeting some of the people who work at Albertsons corporate makes me never want to shop there again.

I like Easter at home!

Y'all stop trying to take away Easter at home!

The Elementary School Disciplinary Record of Jesus Christ “Fermented all the juice boxes during snack time. I can’t prove it. But I know he did it.”

“Fermented all the juice boxes during snack time. I can’t prove it. But I know he did it.”

It's not the roofer I need at the moment. I need the guy to re-level my house. The roof can't be done until he shows up.

This isn't 1987 anymore. You live in a surveillance state now.

You know nothing about me. I know everything about you. And I have the tools in my hands to ruin every vacation and work trip you make because you abused my staff.

Don't play with me.

You will stay in the shittiest rooms in every hotel wherever you attach your rewards account. You won't get voluntary upgrades. You won't get people bending over backwards for you anymore. You will take your room right next to the elevator, cry into your pillow, and think about your sins.

I decide where you stay in this hotel.

Me.

And if you cuss out any member of my team, it's going on your permanent record that will follow you to any faculty in one of the largest hotel chains in the world for the rest of your life.

Everyone at every front desk will see it and know how you acted

Stop playing with me.

Today is not the day and I am not the one.

I know where every child is in this hotel. I know where every dog is. I know where the elevators are. I know which rooms had smokers in them last decade. I know where the laundry room is.

I control all the room assignments.

Go ahead and try to get my job taken away. This hotel would cease to function without me. I'm not going anywhere.

And to that guy that threw his credit card at me: how was sleeping in the worst room in the hotel? Did you enjoy being surrounded on 5 sides by noise and on the 6th by the elevator?

Do not come to my job, where you need me to be, and dismiss the pressure I'm under to serve you so I can pay my bills.

Fuck you and the plane you rode in on. Fuck the car that brought you to my desk. Fuck you shoes on your feet. Fuck the air in your lungs. Fuck your eyeballs.

FUCK. YOU.

No one from outside of the US should be doing elective travel to the US right now. Period. End of discussion.

It's not safe for you. It's not safe for any of us. You should be boycotting us. You should be fleeing. You should be treating this moment with the gravity it deserves.

So if you have THE AUDACITY to come to this country from Europe right now, of all times, and act a fucking fool in my face at a hotel, then get defensive and say "we're not saving lives here" when I get frustrated with you, that tells me everything I need to know about you as an artist.

a woman is using a vacuum cleaner in a living room with the words get rid of the couches ALT: a woman is using a vacuum cleaner in a living room with the words get rid of the couches

Am I OK right now? No. I'm not. I have no work/life balance. My stress is at 10/10. My back hurts. My legs hurt. My knees hurt. My feet hurt. Because they make me stand on concrete floor without sitting for an entire 8+ hour shift.

Why? Because boomers don't believe in chairs.

I work in a hotel and I'm exhausted. I work the jobs of 3 people right now.

I wake up and go to work, come home and go to sleep. Repeat repeat repeat.

I gotta pay for a new roof on my house. The bitch ain't level for GOD KNOWS what reason, and I can't get the contractor to actually show up.

Get bare root fruit trees. They're inexpensive and based on the varieties we planted last year, apples and peaches are very easy to get going and keep alive. Figs and plums take a lot longer to get going. We're going to do a cherry too once we get that section of the yard finished.

Closeup of a circa 1910 tile floor using small square tiles in four colors.

Welcome everybody to the floor show.

Lily is back and demands more affection immediately.

Someone needs to take up the mantle of giving the verbal hugs and forehead kisses. The unearned, uncomplicated love of someone with no real agenda except that.

That position has been open since Elder Scott died and it shows.

When all they had to do was love you.

A hug and a forehead kiss was all you really needed, but for some reason, that's the one thing that never crossed their minds.

It's like when you're a teenager and your parents start losing their minds about trying to control everything you're doing. And they are so worried about you, and their worry becomes the defining characteristics of your relationship with them, and they start overthinking everything they're doing.

It has a corporate sensation to it that feels controlled and crafted, polished and professional.

I can tell they love each other through all of this. But I haven't felt that love and affection for me as a church member, in a very long time.

Concern? Sure. But not love.

They're not the same thing

Watching general conference has felt, for a very long time, like hearing two sides of an argument going on.

They're not talking to me. They're talking to each other and to the leadership in the room, trying to get people on board with catch phrases, projects, and initiatives they have going on.

Oaks is very similar in that way. He is a stern high achiever who identifies so entirely with the law, he doesn't know how to separate himself from that persona to be perceived as loving.

I feel like I've been watching him discover the benefits of divine mercy in real time for well over a decade.