6:30AM gym session this morning! 🙌 Trying to get myself back into my morning routine, and I forgot how GOOD it feels. And can I just say… another bonus of going early? No annoying group of 5 teenagers camping out on one machine, talking, posing, scrolling, and doing everything except actually working out 😝😂 Hit a NEW PR today 💪🔥, and of course I started with the leg press because that machine NEVER fails to have me dripping sweat before I even get to the rest of my workout. 🥵 Workout done. Feeling accomplished. Walked through the front door… And apparently, while I was gone, there had been a major household emergency. My mister comes at me with the most dramatic face: “BBAAABBEEE!!! I swear I tried EVERYTHING and I cannot get this freaking oatmeal bag to close!” Me internally: Holy shit… what happened?! 😳 Also me internally 3 seconds later: Wait… THIS is the emergency?! 😂 I looked at him and said, “Calm down. I’m home. Let me put my gym bag down, wash my hands, and I will assist you.” 🤣 I walk over to investigate… Y’all. THE BAG WAS RIPPED. 😭😂 The zipper seal wasn’t even attached to one side of the bag anymore! So I’m like, “Babe… you didn’t do anything wrong. The bag ripped. It physically cannot close anymore. You could stand here trying for the next 3 hours and it still ain’t sealing.” 😂 He goes: “OMG! This stupid oatmeal bag stressed me out because I couldn’t figure out WTF I was doing wrong!” And because I am the supportive, loving, slightly smart-ass partner that I am… I said: “You are SO dramatic over a damn oatmeal bag you can’t close. WTF are you going to do if I’m not here?!” 😂 His answer? “I’ll just stand here and do nothing.” 😆 BRUH. 💀😂 I’m cracking up telling him, “THINK OUTSIDE THE BOX! Figure it out!” And then he dramatically announces: “I’ll just never eat oatmeal again.” Sir. The oatmeal did NOTHING to you. 😭🤣 So now I need answers… Is it just MY mister who turns a tiny household inconvenience into a full-blown crisis, or does your partner/spouse do this too?! 😂