fuzipenguin:

aphony-cree:

penfairy:

Smash that mf reblog button if you stoically ignore all labelled washing instructions and everything your mama ever told you about laundry and just send those bastards hurgling around in an overfilled tub to meet either death or glory

Something I learned from a costume designer: if an item can be washed multiple ways the designer is only legally obligated to put one of the ways on the tag, but if there’s only one way to wash that item they have to put Only on the instructions

If the tag says “Dry Clean” it’s safe to machine wash but the designer thinks it looks better if you get it dry cleaned 

But if it says “Dry Clean Only” you will destroy it if you wash it any other way

Reblogging for that last bit which this 37 yr old adult did not lnowy

darkbookworm13:

imhereforthegoddesses:

scifimagpie:

vital-information:

To those who have swept or have blown the leaves from the walk, have rinsed the dishes or dusted their screens, Hestia looks on you from beneath her veil. She smiles, then wraps a shawl made of sunlit October air around you.

To those who remain in bed, who are on the edge of crying, who have turned on the tv to drown out the world, Hestia sits on the edge of your bed, patting circles on your back. I know, my love, she says, I know, I know. It can be so hard. My sweet, it’s time to get up. I need you, she says. Let’s make this home a sanctuary. Light a candle. Make your hands to care about this place. Let out the work of love.

I was just here to check out pagan prayers and now I’m tearing up 

That last part, killing me lol, cuz I live in hell right now and it’s so depressing. I needed that. I’m trying. 😦

*cries*

this is amazing

meeko-mar:

designatedheckingadult:

cellard00rs:

aniseandspearmint:

unicornempire:

elencaorange:

Twitter

This is some truth laid down right here boy.

I have never read something I’ve identified with so much before. I’m ugly cryin’

Yep. Nail, head, etc.

I almost cried reading this…because I think about it all the time…

tytranosaurusrex:

becoming an adult is essentially having all your friends in different cities and permanently missing someone

boggoth:

coffee-khaleesi:

When I was training to be a battered women’s advocate, my supervisor said something that really blew my mind:

“You can always assume one thing about your clients; and that is that they are doing their best. Always assume everyone is doing their best. And if they’re having a day where their best just isn’t that great, or their best doesn’t look like your best, you have to be okay with that.”

Any now whenever anyone in my life, either a friend or a client, frustrates me, disappoints me, or pisses me off, I just tell myself They are doing their best. Their best isn’t that great today, but I have days where my best isn’t that great either. 

Op I’d like to thank you for sharing this. Ever since the first time I’ve read it I’ve held it in my mind and it really has helped me to be kinder to others and to myself.

parodybit:

trash-slut:

mishafletcher:

curlicuecal:

bannock-and-biopolitics:

A lot of adulthood is shouting “AUGH MY LAUNDRY” hours after you put it in the washer/dryer and running to go fetch it

oh shit my laundry

reblog to save someone’s laundry

this is a companion post to the “don’t forget your made tea and its getting cold” one

Augh, my tea!

parodybit:

trash-slut:

mishafletcher:

curlicuecal:

bannock-and-biopolitics:

A lot of adulthood is shouting “AUGH MY LAUNDRY” hours after you put it in the washer/dryer and running to go fetch it

oh shit my laundry

reblog to save someone’s laundry

this is a companion post to the “don’t forget your made tea and its getting cold” one

Augh, my tea!

platypus-protection-syndicate:

almostvivian:

cutlerydeficient:

thevelvetpelican:

Sometimes you have to just treat yourself like an overtired toddler.

“Okay, as soon as you finish this assignment you can take a little nap.”

“You just cleaned your room, good job!”

“Hmm..maybe eating a snack will stop you from wanting to cry.”

Sometimes? I think you mean all of the time.

“Ok you did really good today, so when we go do the shopping you can pick out a toy”

Sometimes it’s like this.

tehjennismightier:

I reblog this every time I see it, because it’s one of life’s hardest lessons.

Source: lierdumoa

madqueensarah:

If you’re an adult, do the stuff you couldn’t as a kid.

Like, me and my sister went to a museum, and they had an extra exhibit of butterflies. But it cost £3. So we sighed, walked past, then stopped. We each had £3. We could see the butterflies. And we did it was great. We followed it up with an ice-cream as well because Mum and Dad weren’t there to say no.

I was driving back from a work trip with 2 other people in their early 20s, and we drove past a MacDonalds. One of the others went “Aww man, I’d love a McFlurry.” And the guy driving pulled in to the drive through. It was wild. But it was great.

I went to a park over the weekend and I was thinking “Man, I’d love to hire one of those bikes and cycle round the park.” It took me a few minutes to go “Wait, I can hire one of those bikes!”

I guess what I’m saying is, those impulsive things you wanted to do as a kid – see the dinosaur exhibit, play in the fountains with the other kids, lie in the shade for 2 hours – you can do when you’re an adult. You have to deal with a whole lot of other bull, but at least you can indulge your inner 8 year-old.