It’s been storming like crazy lately and the wind has been blowing everyone’s trash around so it’s not out of the norm to find all sorts of weird stuff in my front yard right now. This morning I took my dog out to pee and I noticed he was trying to eat something plastic he found and I grabbed it from him. It was a pregnancy test, and it must not have been there very long because it was a clear positive. My husband was like “well you could take that as a good sign” but I’m on my period so it just made me sad/angry. I felt like the universe was laughing at me.

I wonder if it’s the cranky middle aged lady who hates my dog, the hording house people, or the teenage girl next door.