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sugarspiceandcursewords replied to your post “Chicago was lovely, we flew out yesterday midday, arrived in time for…”
Sunburn fistbump. On Saturday I did that thing where you use sunblock but miss a stripe of skin close to your shirt’s neckline. I successfully kept the kids from getting crispy, at least.
The freakin worst!!! The freakin’ worst.
It’s not even when you miss it with sunscreen– sometimes, it’s that the rest of you has had some sun exposure and so has a tiny bit of resistance, and then you wear something weird– like, a bathing suit with a lower-back cutout, or just a dress with a bodice that hits the back of your arms with a weird gap– and then you wind up with little strips of sunburn there, and nowhere else, and it’s excruciating.
I just– I couldn’t believe I didn’t have a hat. But I wear broad-brimmed sun hats, and of course I didn’t pack one, why would I pack one. I actually have not one but two really great fold-up sun hats that I used to pack and bring with me everywhere but both of them are clearly currently packed somewhere, because I have less than zero idea where they could be. I’ve even already gone through looking for other items, so it’s not like there’s anywhere obvious left to look.
I have the problem that I never put anything away, and farmsister constantly puts everything away, meaning that things I brought to use solely at the farm are constantly getting tidied back into the pile that is my problem and I must dispose of, I may not leave at her house even if it’s things I only use there, so they get tidied into my house which is a pit of despair, and never get used at the farm. This includes things I bought expressly to use in things to sell at the farmer’s market, which I get, and then never use because my sister instantly makes me put them in my bag to take home even though she fucking knows I’m not trying to take them home, she just can’t have anything sitting around in her house, that’s apparently going to get her struck down by some deity or smitten by karma or I don’t even know what– but that means that all my farm gear is never findable one year to the next because Christ fucking forbid I leave it at her house. Even between visits this winter– I had a winter jacket I bought just to wear on the farm, because winter jackets get shitted up there, but I clearly don’t need farm gear at my office job, and between my visits my sister would remove it from her coat tree and put it up in the guest room because I guess having a coat on a hook for someone who’s coming back in a week is too long and wasted space. I don’t even know. How does she have the time for this kind of shit??
So in short, I know one of my roll-up hats was in her hat basket, which is a place where hats get put away in her dining room, but it’s not there now so clearly she Removed it to Return It To Me even though the next time I was going to need it was going to be at the farm, with the result that now I’m going to have to buy another replacement.
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sugarspiceandcursewords replied to your post “Chicago was lovely, we flew out yesterday midday, arrived in time for…”
Sunburn fistbump. On Saturday I did that thing where you use sunblock but miss a stripe of skin close to your shirt’s neckline. I successfully kept the kids from getting crispy, at least.
The freakin worst!!! The freakin’ worst.
It’s not even when you miss it with sunscreen– sometimes, it’s that the rest of you has had some sun exposure and so has a tiny bit of resistance, and then you wear something weird– like, a bathing suit with a lower-back cutout, or just a dress with a bodice that hits the back of your arms with a weird gap– and then you wind up with little strips of sunburn there, and nowhere else, and it’s excruciating.
I just– I couldn’t believe I didn’t have a hat. But I wear broad-brimmed sun hats, and of course I didn’t pack one, why would I pack one. I actually have not one but two really great fold-up sun hats that I used to pack and bring with me everywhere but both of them are clearly currently packed somewhere, because I have less than zero idea where they could be. I’ve even already gone through looking for other items, so it’s not like there’s anywhere obvious left to look.
I have the problem that I never put anything away, and farmsister constantly puts everything away, meaning that things I brought to use solely at the farm are constantly getting tidied back into the pile that is my problem and I must dispose of, I may not leave at her house even if it’s things I only use there, so they get tidied into my house which is a pit of despair, and never get used at the farm. This includes things I bought expressly to use in things to sell at the farmer’s market, which I get, and then never use because my sister instantly makes me put them in my bag to take home even though she fucking knows I’m not trying to take them home, she just can’t have anything sitting around in her house, that’s apparently going to get her struck down by some deity or smitten by karma or I don’t even know what– but that means that all my farm gear is never findable one year to the next because Christ fucking forbid I leave it at her house. Even between visits this winter– I had a winter jacket I bought just to wear on the farm, because winter jackets get shitted up there, but I clearly don’t need farm gear at my office job, and between my visits my sister would remove it from her coat tree and put it up in the guest room because I guess having a coat on a hook for someone who’s coming back in a week is too long and wasted space. I don’t even know. How does she have the time for this kind of shit??
So in short, I know one of my roll-up hats was in her hat basket, which is a place where hats get put away in her dining room, but it’s not there now so clearly she Removed it to Return It To Me even though the next time I was going to need it was going to be at the farm, with the result that now I’m going to have to buy another replacement.
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