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Dear Community,
Our tech team has launched updates to The Nest today. As a result of these updates, members of the Nest Community will need to change their password in order to continue participating in the community. In addition, The Nest community member's avatars will be replaced with generic default avatars. If you wish to revert to your original avatar, you will need to re-upload it via The Nest.
If you have questions about this, please email help@theknot.com.
Thank you.
Note: This only affects The Nest's community members and will not affect members on The Bump or The Knot.
Our tech team has launched updates to The Nest today. As a result of these updates, members of the Nest Community will need to change their password in order to continue participating in the community. In addition, The Nest community member's avatars will be replaced with generic default avatars. If you wish to revert to your original avatar, you will need to re-upload it via The Nest.
If you have questions about this, please email help@theknot.com.
Thank you.
Note: This only affects The Nest's community members and will not affect members on The Bump or The Knot.
I'm a hot mess to a hilarious degree.
I just heard this song on the radio:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kHL3Co5awW8 (Kenny Chesney- Better as a Memory)
It almost brought me to tears.
Here's the kicker-- I have one ex. He is not better as a memory.
I gave up on my homework last night due to utter exhaustion and a headache. As in, I looked at it for about five minutes, the words blurred together and I fell into a feverish sleep on the couch.
I cried this morning because I could not function to get T buckled into his car seat and made DH do it.
I can't leave work because I have so much to do.
I have an appointment with a specialist tomorrow and I'm going to go postal if they mention the word "controlled diet."
Grab the popcorn and watch Huber self-destruct!
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Re: I'm a hot mess to a hilarious degree.
So I'm not crazy!
Whew. Thanks scotty.
Country music is the worst. I'd cry if I had to listen to it too.
You will make it through. Just breathe, make lists, and make coffee. And...GO!
I've got my biggest project out of the way. Most everything else can wait until Friday.
I'm going to start working on my homework now, here at work.
I dropped an entire container of salsa in our store room. There was a 10 foot splatter range, no kidding.
DH just called and he won't be home until 7.
I'm wracking my brain for a dairy-free, grease/oil-free, glutten-free, sugar-free, cheap take-out option for DS and I for supper.
I'm looking forward to the days when I won't be a wreck.