Meet Lindsay. She can’t get “Informer” by Snow out of her head. Now it will be in yours too- you’re welcome. She got a puppy yesterday and is severely sleep-deprived. The last two days she and her family have waaaay overdone the treats so he had diarrhea on her seagrass rug this afternoon. She cleaned it up in front of four kids under the age of 10 while loudly gagging the whole time as they held their noses. They’ve all asked repeatedly why he keeps licking “down there”. She’s not sleeping well otherwise either, and has some pretty flashy melatonin and CBD supplements going in her 90’s bathroom right now. All to no avail. She’ll still have to pee at least once and then phantom pee at least two more times. She’ll be hot for two cumulative hours with 2-minute cold snaps sprinkled in. Her earrings are from Target and so is her bra. Her feet have never looked this bad.
Meet Donna. Until two days ago she had been pretty satisfied with her house. She has nice taste and often receives compliments when people come to visit. She’s up on the latest decor trends and she loves spending money and time on little touches for her home (within reason).