Block It Out

Hey, it’s me, your thoughts!

You know, I really love that we get this time together every night doing the dishes. Just us, you and me, except both of us are you! Or maybe both of us are me? See, these are the kinds of things we can hash out when we don’t have to think about work or friendships or our physical and mental health! Amirite?

Although, sorry, on the topic of work, I’ve been wondering: you know how today, Jane sent that message where she was like, “You’re always such a help”? That was sweet, right? And no, I’m not asking rhetorically. I really want to know. Was she being sweet, do you think? Was she genuinely thanking you for your general helpfulness? Or was it sarcastic? Like, You’Re AlWayS SuCH A hELp, fart noise?

Hard to say, honestly.

Gosh, communication solely via text is so taxing, isn’t it?

Speaking of taxing, great work getting your taxes in earlier this week! So many boxes on those forms! Just incredible that you were able to fill them all in correctly, especially when a single digit in the wrong place could throw the whole thing off, and given the IRS’s lethargic pace to process everything, if you did make an error, it might not be discovered for a while.

Think about that. A letter in the mail this time a year from now, out of the blue, saying you’ve got to do them all over again, and also, if you underestimated things, you owe both the balance and some interest.

Would hate to have that hanging over me.

Whoa, careful there, cowboy! You just threw your hand into the soapy water and nearly cut your palm on a steak knife! Jeez, after a move like that, I’d almost think you were feeling anxious about something. Maybe that pain in your calf muscle? Relax! I’m sixty percent sure it’s nothing serious. Or maybe it’s the look that the barista gave you: the little crinkle of the nose as she leaned towards you to hand over your americano, like she caught a whiff of something. I mean, coffee is a very fragrant beverage. It was probably that, not you. Oh, you hadn’t considered that? That it could be you? Whoops! Or maybe it’s the–

Hey, are we done? Oh, I see. You’re just pausing to grab your Skullcandy Jib True Wireless Earbuds, the ones you got for only $12, making them the perfect backup or around-the-house buds. And you’re turning on a podcast? Recapping Top Chef?

Hey buddy, hate to leave you hanging here. But this is interesting stuff and I kinda wanna focus on that, okay?

But don’t worry! We’ll resume this conversation as you’re falling asleep.

Enjoy the dishes. TTFN!