If someone is late by TWO HOURS my brain has gone to “they fucking exploded and died” at least twenty times. OH my goodness.

Me, just having been 30 minutes early to a doctors appointment

Haha…yeah…love that is so deeply drilled into my brain I’ll vomit if I’m not at least 15 early

Mine is “food is one of the only things giving me the good brain chemicals snarf snarf SNARF oh no my weight!”

I do not. My identical twin does though. Real bad hand strength and such. I think husband also does cause of the cerebral palsy but that covers up a lot of the smaller issues cause bigger motor issues.

I do dream of being a fish in a diverse pond, so I require this knowledge!

I usually feel anger at myself that it took that long/wasn’t better/something else my brain had decided to keep me from getting any good brain chemicals

I went outside to water the plants. In the few minutes I was outside, the power flickered and everything reset. It was weird coming inside and not understanding what happened at first.

Luckily the tornado did not turn into a tomato tornado. I think. Where it touched down doesn’t have a tomato farm, last I knew!

A tornado touched down nearish here. Tornados are not allowed here, that’s illegal or something. We get hurricanes, not tornados! Fucking hell.

The tomato plants probably survived. Some of them. The transplanted basil is thriving, the mint is thriving, the dill is doing well.

I made pizza again at home. My oven can get up to at least 500F so that’s cool. I want to try different doughs. This one was nice and made a very veery thin crust which was cool.

It feels like world building for a novel I haven’t read but several people online I follow have read and are doing think pieces on.

Everything in there is edible. The ones that are growing very well are probably dill. The others are leafy, going from the opened packages. This is pointy! So, hopefully.

I’ve been continuing to water the tomato plants. I’m hoping they’re doing well but I have no true idea how they’re doing, it’s the first time I’ve ever planted anything myself. The planter box has some things growing in it but I forget what. Dill is one of them, pretty sure.

I didn’t keel over but I was sick. Not related to the gardening, probably something with the enlarged spleen. Anyway, there’s now 64 tomatoes planted. We’ll see how many survive.

Mother convinced me to get five more trellises total which is more than double what’s out there but it’s raining so I’m not planting right now and also that’s so much energy I’m scared I’ll keel over while planting.

Quiet and polite in class. Bored because she can do the work. Once I was unable to coast, they got mean.

I mean yeah, both? Married my twin, married daddy, also ran around with sticks hexing things.

Township here just doesn’t want a shaggy lawn. It still takes them awhile to send the letters. In summer we get it mowed once a month (or once they send a warning), winter we just don’t mow. It doesn’t grow enough.

We mow just often enough to stop the township from sending angry letters. So about once a month of that.

The weather is cold but not below freezing. This is important because I took the tomato plants outside so they could suffer. I mean, so they can harden up and grow stronger.

I’m tired again, but at least I managed that today. Oh wait! I also have cookie dough in the fridge to bake later. This recipe requires that, it’s a sticky dough that you scoop and shape so it has to be firm (so chilled) to achieve that.

My husband understands, although it was mildly annoying when my primary doctor said (paraphrased) “oh they’re (me and twin) are on the spectrum” and he laughed so hard before “yeah, yeah that tracks and makes sense now” like wow husband! Rude. (I love him and he was right though, everything made sense)

I guess my twin understands but we both have slightly different manifestations and sometimes get feral with each other because of it.