This morning I was awoken by Thing 1 taking the glass side table light next to my bed and smashing it on my head.

I’ve always been curious as to how others see me. More specifically, how different sets of people see me. I just find it fascinating that so many different people see certain parts of me and form an opinion. Most of those people don’t even really know me at all.

Apparently we have yet another bathroom in the house that we didn’t know about.

I’m ticked at how so many people think misery is a competition. No matter what I am upset about, someone else has to point out that they are worse off. I can’t understand why people can’t just give me a hug instead of making it out like my problem is nothing.

Did you know we have a whole other bathroom in our house that we didn’t even know about? Seriously, I’m not kidding. Thing 1 found it and showed us.