You have to laugh or else you’ll cry.

by chuckofish

Good morning, readers! I am writing to you from my craft room/office where I’m sitting in a vintage chair that did a real number on my back this weekend. I foolishly spent my glorious days off doing dangerous activities for a lady of my age including using my sewing machine and working on a puzzle. Never have I felt older. The subsequent back pain that plagued me for several days did not help the vibe. But, I am happy to report that today my back did not bother me all day and I was able to stand up without literally creaking.

Have you seen the people who comment on the internet that like it would have been really great if in high school we had learned how to do our taxes instead of like calculus? Well, the past few weeks, I’ve had to do a lot of math for someone who was an English Major and now does Communications for a living. I had to make spreadsheets and do cost benefit analysis. I had to calculate percentages. Excuse me while I gag.

I also had to request a calculator because the one on my phone couldn’t keep up with my speedy fingers. I’m not joking. This is what they dug up for me:

Y’all this vintage masterpiece is a behemoth. It is so big it has to be plugged in to function. But it did get the job done. I’m saving the state money (if my math was right, jokes nervously). Your tax dollars at work. I know my sister had a similar math-based week. And people say majoring in English leaves you with no marketable skills.

My whole week has very much had this vibe:

Also, this made me laugh.