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Home Affairs: A possible mentor, thoughts on popcorn, painting a wall, a stomach bug, and meeting new people in the playgroung.
Unpopular opinion: Popcorn eating and movie watching aren’t compatible. They’re not. If you care about the thing you’re watching, the puffed kernels being crushed by your molars can be distracting. I go to the movies and I can see no one shares my view. I like popcorn. But I believe this form of corn shines in a field that remains unknown or, in the case of my home, it’s frowned upon. Popcorn is a hell of a snack for a particular activity similar to watching a movie: Thinking.
I love to eat popcorn in silence, immersed in the film of my thoughts. Sometimes, when I’m stuck on a paragraph, I munch on some popcorn while I try to find a solution. As I said, in my home, this practice is frowned upon.
“I don’t understand why you’re eating popcorn sitting by yourself in silence, popcorn should only be consumed while watching something,” Le Husband said to me the other day.
Millions of people agree with my husband. But I’m here to ask you to pause for a minute and think about it. I even dare you to try it. It’s a groundbreaking experience. Some would call it an active form of meditation. It keeps your jaw moving, urging the motion of your thoughts, massaging your neurons, and lubricating that sought-after synapsis. Try it. You’ll be on your way to a great fucking time and, with a little bit of luck, a phenomenal idea.
It’s been almost four weeks of endless sickness in my household. And I’m tired of taking supplements that promise to keep my immune system at its prime. Things that have actually helped:
Sleeping more than five hours at night.
Cold plunge for 7 minutes (it’s not that hard, I promise.)
Herbal teas.
Reorganizing my entire home
Online shopping.
Daydreaming of a phlegm-free throat.
Making random lists of the furniture you want to buy.
Having deep conversations with your partner about the furniture you want to buy but he despises.