I have emerged from the weekend, disheveled but undefeated. Now that’s it’s Sunday, next week has challenged me to single combat. I accept.
@ericamarks
I like tea, good fantasy books, MtG, DnD, Trek>Wars (I stand by this!) writing, childish humor, coding, music, beta reading (LOVE this!) and wandering aimlessly around my house because I forgot what I was doing-oh and chocolate cake!
I have emerged from the weekend, disheveled but undefeated. Now that’s it’s Sunday, next week has challenged me to single combat. I accept.
Fantasy authors: ‘Triangles are ancient, circles are mystical, crescents are divine.’
Rectangles: ‘I am literally the shape of every door to every magical realm but okay, off you go.’
I would have been too! 😂
I’ve officially reached a new level of parenting: I had to make a schedule so my kids can take turns typing the code into the front door. Yes. A schedule. For the door. At this point I’m not even parenting anymore—I’m just the exhausted project manager of a very small, very dramatic startup.
Friday is when I shed my human form and become a hibernating woodland creature powered entirely by snacks and 12–16 hours of sleep.
Made a video for an exam and my pinkie (freshly hair‑dye‑stained) popped into frame. I apologized to the camera like ‘I’m not a zombie, I swear.’
Why am I like this?!
My laptop charger broke, so now I can’t do homework AND my cats can’t roast their bellies on the keyboard. Truly a household tragedy.
Right?!
Booking myself a solo trip to Montreal this summer because apparently the universe said ‘girl, go touch some cobblestones and eat a croissant before you snap.’
Anyone have any good spots to hit up? 😁
Meanwhile, my cat has decided to absorb knowledge through osmosis and is now smarter than me. I just wanted to read my book, but apparently it’s his turn.
Valentine’s Day update: I will be spending the evening attempting to disappear into a slice of chocolate cake like it’s a portal to another dimension. Wish me luck.
If my cupcake spiral brought you laughter, then at least someone benefited from my downfall. 😁
I made healthy cupcakes so I could be a better person. Then I ate enough of them to become the same person I was before. Growth is a lie.
Another week completed. I’m exhausted, my brain is soup, but my cats are thriving like tiny furry CEOs who contribute nothing except morale.
😂
Yes, always!
Productivity level: 0%. Cat‑based interference level: 100%. My manager’s tail is on the keyboard again and he does NOT want me working.
Every. Day.
Camus said ‘the struggle itself is enough,’ and honestly my cat took that personally. He just launched himself across my desk mid‑edit like a tiny, judgmental missile. I guess this draft is now a collaboration.
I violated the ancient brushing ritual: water → toothpaste → water → brush.
I skipped the second water. My cats are judging me so hard that I am now questioning my place in society.
Thank you Sam! 😊
Yes they do!! 🤭
Awe! Thank you! 😊
Exciting!! Good luck!!
Thank you!😊
Thank you Suzy! 😊
Thank you!! ☺️
That truly lifted my spirits! Thank you! 😊
Yep! Hoping for the best!
Yep!
Oh absolutely, I keep things pretty tame online. The cats run the account anyway, so I’m basically just their unpaid intern. 🤭