No one prepares you for your attachment to your ✨sacred✨ pre-work coffee time on the couch as an adult 🙂‍↔️☕️

I kept this screenshot assuming someday we might be asked to forget.

Whichever pronouns you want me to use are the ones I’m using for you

Jesus Christ.

We’re in the endgame now…

When the dog is sleeping in the bed, I always wish he would point his face at me instead of his butt. But then I remember reading that they do that because they have to face outward to protect you. And then I tell him loudly in his ear, “THERE AREN’T ANY LIONS.” Then we just go to sleep.