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Day 4362: Adulthood

In my late adulthood, I facilitate six groups a week for adults, who often discuss the physical and emotional pains of adulthood.

I share the Daily Bitch calendar with my group members and I think they will appreciate today’s comment about adulthood.

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Here are some quotes about adulthood:

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I wonder about those children too, since 75 million USA people who had reached adulthood voted to return a very dangerous non-adult back to power.

Do you see adulthood in my other images for today?

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Here’s the first thing I find when I search for “adulthood” on YouTube:

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Thanks to all those who are here for this adulthood post, including YOU!

Categories: 2024 USA elections, personal growth, photojournalism | Tags: , , , , , , , , , | 14 Comments

Day 3046: What the hell?

What the hell are these things that showed up overnight in our shower?

In the morning, I texted my excellent ex-sister-in-law Deborah, who knows what the hell is going on in architecture, construction, and remodeling, and here’s part of our conversation:

Me: I found these in the shower this morning and they’re not mushrooms and should we move out immediately?

Deborah: that is pretty interesting! can’t say I have ever seen that happen before.

Me: Didn’t “Invasion of the Body Snatchers” start out like this?

Deborah: if it didn’t it should have. was there an occasion of extreme heat in that space?

Me: Nope

Deborah: are the bubbles hard? or sticky?

Me: Michael has been power washing the decks.

Deborah: is there a deck behind that wall?

Me: No. Weird.

Deborah: is the adhesive water soluble? if you break a bubble off will it get soft in water?

Me:

Me: Doesn’t seem to. Maybe there’s a portal to hell there.

Deborah couldn’t explain what the hell those are, but she thinks there is probably water getting in where the shower wall meets the seat, which could easily be solved with some clear caulking.

Later in the day, I took it to Twitter:

I showed the photos last night to people at Home Depot and they all said, “What the hell?” and asked why I didn’t bring a sample with me and my only response was “What the hell was I thinking?”

What the hell is happening in the rest of my images today?

What the hell are people thinking on Twitter?

What the hell am I going to sing at an Open Mic in Nashville next week, if I actually get a slot?

What the hell am I thinking, presenting all my original songs in a playlist here?

What the hell kinds of comments am I going to get about this post?

What the hell are we doing if we don’t express gratitude for each other?

Categories: home repair, life during the pandemic, original song, personal growth, photojournalism | Tags: , , , , , , , , | 20 Comments

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