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Nicole
@mapleandmonarch.bsky.social
I know I don’t have it together. I haven’t for years. But there’s nothing like having three people up your chain of command sit you down and talk to you about how much you don’t have it together.
I wish I could trust people. But cptsd makes that really fucking hard.
November 23, 2025 at 6:13 PM
I’m so tired of waking up every day. Can’t say this anywhere. But people pay less attention to me here than everywhere else.
November 18, 2025 at 1:45 PM
I think I’m starting to enjoy knitting again.
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November 6, 2025 at 7:47 PM
This is my friend Maestro. They stream fun spooky games and talk about silly things. You should go watch
✨🍷HAPPY WINE WEDNESDAY🍷✨ Join me for community ghost hunting games & wine! 👻

Wednesdays at 4:30PM ET
twitch.tv/maestrospooks ❤️

PS: Can I pull off bangs? 👀
November 5, 2025 at 11:34 PM
What’s the difference between “plant based butter” and the margarine that was demonized in my childhood?
Because it just sounds like culinary gentrification.
October 30, 2025 at 1:32 PM
I just want a job where the expectations are clearly laid out, I have some kind of support when I’m told I will be supported, and a consistent schedule.
But I’m just stuck in retail because I’m not good at anything else
October 27, 2025 at 8:17 PM
I will never understand antique shops that have rooms full of n*zi bullshit.
October 17, 2025 at 2:19 AM
Subtitle: you can’t tell me how to live my life, even if it kills me.
“libertarian” aka “I don’t give a fuck about anyone other than myself”
October 14, 2025 at 11:51 PM
Unleashed dog came marching off its property at me and my dog this evening. I tried grabbing the dog before it reached Luna. I fell and hurt myself. I yelled at the owner to keep his dog on his property. He said everything was fine.
I’m walking with pepper spray and a broom handle from now on.
October 14, 2025 at 11:50 PM
A coworker asked me how I was doing. I said I’ve been in less pain than usual, so that’s been really nice. And she reminded me that less pain is still pain and a normal amount of pain is actually zero.
I don’t understand that life.
October 12, 2025 at 8:51 PM
Trauma, neurodivergency that went undiagnosed/untreated until my 30s, and abusive living situations all add up to be being nearly 37, and having a panic attack because there are too many donuts.
I hate living like this.
October 12, 2025 at 2:35 PM
The illusion of choice in some places is enough to give me a fucking panic attack. Jesus fucking Christ. This is what’s wrong with this country.
You don’t need 900 donut and coffee choices.
October 12, 2025 at 1:17 PM
I bought a really cool MCM inspired dresser on marketplace last week. Previous owners painted it and added drawer hardware. The screws for the handles were the wrong size, so I got the right stuff today. Fixed that all up today, and now I can actually put clothes in it.
October 2, 2025 at 2:43 AM
It’s fine to make mistakes. We can learn from them. But if you make a mistake that affects the entirety of your workplace, don’t make up a different excuse to everyone who brings it up. Especially when those excuses can be proven false.
September 29, 2025 at 5:57 PM
One of my favorite parts of living with my partner and driving him to work in the morning is the opportunity to info dump everything I learned in my scrolling the night before. I don’t know if this is one of his favorite parts, but he has no choice in the matter.
September 26, 2025 at 12:14 PM
I’m making some pretty stellar tomato sauce today. www.instagram.com/p/DPBvQdwkRa...
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September 25, 2025 at 3:28 PM
My car insurance in Detroit was $380.
It’s now $145.
When I moved to Detroit, it was $280. It increased $100 A MONTH over the course of two years.
This is fucking criminal.
September 25, 2025 at 2:29 PM
Dear everyone who shops at a grocery store,
If you bring your own bags, please give them to your cashier at the beginning of your transaction. If you wait until we’ve finished bagging everything to tell us, it’s too late.
Sincerely, your friendly neighborhood grocery store cashiers everywhere.
September 23, 2025 at 9:16 PM
Ocular migraines are fucking wild. Getting through my third one right now. At least I didn’t convince myself I was having a stroke this time.
September 21, 2025 at 4:05 PM
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Time to break out the chart
September 12, 2025 at 4:00 PM
My dog is nearly nine years old. And today she learned how to open a door that is 90% shut.
I now have to remember to actually close doors to places I don’t want her to go into. Before I could just pull it so it was narrower than her head and it was a solid brick wall to her solid brick head.
September 12, 2025 at 2:20 PM
Got an email from zip recruiter for a seasonal job yesterday at 6:19pm. Applied by 7pm. Got a reply at 10:01am today. Set up an interview for noon tomorrow.
Seasonal retail jobs are plentiful right now. Crossing my fingers for this one, because it’s five minutes from home, and I like their products.
September 4, 2025 at 3:26 PM
TFW you’ve worked 1.5 shifts in a new store, and you’re considering applying for a promotion.
The higher position was dangled in front of me when I applied for the transfer. But I assumed this store would be similar to my old one. And so far, it’s significantly better.
September 3, 2025 at 4:34 PM
Settled on a date for a yard sale with my housemates. So all this shit I carted from Detroit to GR can hopefully finally exit my possession. And I can maybe recoup some of the cost of moving.
Existing is expensive.
September 2, 2025 at 7:11 PM
In other “Why are men” news:
14 minutes into my first shift at my new workplace, had a guy call me and my colleague crazy, kookie, peepee, the devil, and more. He left the store, and came back to take my picture from about 3 feet away.
This is the shit that fucks me up more than threats of violence.
September 1, 2025 at 11:17 PM