@MGSpaceHamster

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Kinda boring, kinda trying to be funny, kinda awkward, kinda human.

My procrastinating, overthinking-the-chores-until-they-seem-insurmountable, easily distracted, suddenly been doing one simple chore for hours because ooops I focused too hard and set a perfectionist standard on when it's done, "couldn't form a routine if her life depended on it" -self have been trying out a routine tracker/scheduling app with alarms at the beginning AND end of tasks and...

Wtf? I am 100 times less exhausted while getting three times as much done in a day as I used to!

There is an old saying (in Norway) that Norwegians are born with skis on their feet (paraphrase-y translation)...

I spent an awful lot of my early childhood wondering what nationality that made me... What's the opposite of Norwegian?

Some Norwegian words really do a lot of work...
Unrest? That's "uro"
Feeling restless? That feeling might be "uro".
Worrying about something? Maaaybe there is a sense of...uro.

Also that dangly, moving contraption you hang over a baby's crib to distract/entertain etc? Uro.

I've had a bad habit of accepting bad behaviour from other fully adult human beings, putting myself in the position of making excuses for them to myself.
I think my new year's resolution is to save that energy. I can care about them and still cut them loose if keeping them close is unhealthy for me, dammit!
Thus far I think my weirdest parent experience is looking up at both the humans I made... Like, in theory I was prepared for them to be taller than me at some point but like...WHAT?

I can't with words today.
Took a picture of a view that made me happy, want to share but I can't do the describing. So I am just going to say;

Nature is amazing. Sky is pretty. Contrasts tickle my brain.

I haven't had a fever today!

...Okay, so at one point I was O.1°c away from my temperature being classified as a fever; but I'll take it. Being sick for a week sucks!

I don't understand how 2002 can possibly be 2 decades ago. Or how I can have teen sons.
I swear my sense of humor is still 12, and my taste in music is stuck at 18.
I'm a bit under the weather...
But I am comforting myself with the fact that I'd have to be an astronaut to be above it.
"Who put a disco in my head?"
And other ways I convey my severe discomfort, while being baffled when it's not taken seriously.