The Alarm Clock
My relationship with my alarm clock is complicated.
Every morning it tries to wake me up and I hit it. We keep going back and forth. It never gives up on me though, which is more than I can say for my gym membership.
My relationship with my alarm clock is complicated.
Every morning it tries to wake me up and I hit it. We keep going back and forth. It never gives up on me though, which is more than I can say for my gym membership.
My brother and I settled the last-cookie dispute fairly: one cuts, the other chooses.
The fancy restaurant served me one scallop on a plate the size of a hubcap, so I felt bad for it and asked for a second to keep it company.
My five-year-old is running for family president. Her platform is dessert first and optional bedtime.
I finally opened my old laptop to clean it up and found 4,000 screenshots, 37 tabs of recipes, and one folder named 'Misc Final FINAL.'
I signed up for a seven-day free trial of a meditation app.
My robot vacuum spent an hour under the couch, and I got worried.
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