The end of this one, though-

Someone new reminded me of this blog tonight. And asked the meaning behind its namesake (which is also my insta-handle).

Without hesitation- 

“It means I felt a bit like a fish out of water being thrust into the “doctors wife” role when we moved to Wisconsin from San Francisco. I started a blog and instagram to chronicle my new adventures :)”

I remember all the feels from that time period. I did *not* fit in (yet, I did by way of channeling my inner-stepford). 

I thought it was a clever name for a sassy blog, I suppose.

Man, is my writing boring these days. It’s been an entire year since I’ve written anything! Even that stuff was boring!

Re-reading that airline merger entry. Wow, girl- totally dorked out on airplanes there but it was nice to find some debatable justification for flying first class all the time (which I no longer do, and am plenty happy about it). 

Tomorrow I evaluate the potential for a closet remodel since 4 walk-in-closets-worth of clothing showed up in moving boxes yesterday. 

Shedding that Stepford skin by way of getting rid of the excess (clothing to start) is a process, I suppose. Reeeeally doesn’t help that I needed new biking and hiking pants which led to a new vest for biking in mild weather which led to the cuuutest North Face blue pullover, color: “Midnight”.  

Nice job purging, dummy. lol  

It should also be noted that the inspiration for the entry about emailing my ex-wife’s attorney about the location of a certain charging cable (are you still with me, dear reader?) showed up between my mattresses. Sans power cord, of course.

I laughed out loud. I made a snap and sent it to bestie. Which she “accidentally” screen-shotted. I did not also send a snap of me going after that thing with a hammer in the garage in a mop bucket, as a joke, adding a snarky “screen shot *that*!” at the end. Okay maybe I did. Anything for a laugh. 

No doubt the screen shot so that she can photo-transfer that image onto my next birthday cake. 🎂 Me, holding a retired Hitachi magic wand, laughing. She *would* do that. I certainly would do that to her. Pranks are my specialty 😇.

One last anecdote from the day: the setting- nail salon. A woman nursing white wine in a plastic wineglass getting a foot bath (or whatever you call all that) drops her phone into the water her feet are soaking in. It is promptly retrieved. Three towels and six hands appear out of no where to handle the potential disaster. 

We are all in shock.

My manicurist stared a little too long, neck craned while sanding my nails, slowing the pace down gradually as she had some inner commentary that I would have eagerly paid $20 extra to be privy to, and finally turned back to give me a look.

I responded with a look of my own.

“Soooome people…” she said softly to me.

I had to bite my bottom lip to stop from laughing. 

I finished her sentence in my head:

“Are so silly” 

but-

I have definitely dropped my phone in the toilet before.

Sooooo-

🤣

Definitely one of those pointing-a-finger-at-someone-whilst-three-other-fingers-are-pointed-right-back-at-me-type moments.