I signed up for the Terry Fox Run several weeks ago and have not yet been on my bicycle. Sunday is going to be painful. WTF haven’t I been exercising in order to prepare!? Oh well, at least I’ve raised $300, exceeding my goal by $50. (It’s not too late to support me! Click on the logo in the upper right corner of the site.)
Operation Basement Apartment may be taking a new turn. We thought cracking the basement floor to install a bathroom, complete with shower, would be a completely reasonable home renovation. WTF?
WTF am I going to put all of these jars of preserves? Tomatoes, salsa, beets, pickles, chili sauce…I have no idea where they’re all going to spend the winter.
WTF is with my cat?! Every morning he attacks me if I don’t let him out RIGHT THIS MINUTE. He has a litter box inside. He has food. He has water. He has warm, fluffy carpeting and furniture on which to lounge. I don’t get it.
WTF is with Canada Post? Every single week we get mail for people who live on entirely different streets. Same house number, different street, spelled you know, ENTIRELY DIFFERENT. Enough already.
I love TGIWTF.
I have a shard of glass in my foot from when Jay broke a wine bottle on the kitchen floor and I cannot get it out… WTF?!
I put out my back wrestling with my four-year old son and now sitting, bending, and standing is AGONY! WTF?!
I overdrew our checking account by $400 and I’m supposed to be the GOOD one… WTF?!