My cats seem to have an implicit agreement between them not to cuddle with the same human being at the same time. This was not always the case and I definitely remember it not being the case with our previous cats. Elsa has become more of a cuddy cat than she used to be but still isn't a heavy snuggler like Ryder.
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You meet the same people in different forms throughout life. In college, I met a guy named Troy on the first day of moving into the dorms. He seemed like a good enough guy but there was something that my spidey sense said don't get too close. In retrospect, I should have hung out with him more.
20 years later, on my first day of orientation at a new job, I met Greg W. We became work friends and there are definitely some similarities between Greg and Troy.
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I have a related strange theory. The light at the end of the tunnel we see when we die is actually us going through the birth canal and being born into a new life (or C-section or whatever form we are born unto).
But here's the thing: we get to take a tiny portion of our knowledge, experience, wisdom, or whatever. but really tiny. that's why some people are naturally good at math or writing, etc. and maybe you can trade for looks and athletic skills, I don't make the rules. it's just a theory.
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I often wake up in the middle of the night and remember some random memory and it is so cringe. I really was born with two strikes and played against people born on 2nd and 3rd base.
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In case it's not obvious, I am not a fan of #elfontheshelf. When I was a kid, if a doll moved in your house, you cut that Fucker up before it could multiply and burned it for good measure. luckily, we only have a week left of this nonsense.
We didn't have EOS when I was growing up. And until we had children, I only had an obtuse cursorial understanding of what it was. It seems it started out innocently enough: you moved a doll around the house after putting your kids to bed (instead of doing anything that might lead to more kids) and each morning they would try to find it (instead of getting ready for school).
But someone, I suspect the mommy bloggers (what we currently call influences) had to take it to the next level. They came up with elaborate concepts and designs and you are a lesser parent if your kid doesn't have a good story to share at school.
I didn't get the choice to opt-in or out of it. But this year Nightingale has decided that I have to come up with some ideas. The thing is, there are no Easy Elf On The Shelf ideas. If you google and find an article with 25 ideas, each one just has that one thing you don't have in house to make it work.