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of all the michelle mccanns in the world, i’m the michelle mccanniest. | nova scotia, canada | she/her
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i finished an accounting task this morning that has me officially caught up on everything i had fallen behind on and should save me some money. that's a huge weight off of my shoulders. now i only have to think about the quarter i'm in instead of trying to figure out where a receipt is from 2022.

some may wonder why i rarely wear vee or scoop necks or anything that shows off my decolletage. and for them, i share that i dropped a spoonful of oatmeal directly into my cleavage while wearing a camisole this morning. i need to wear a bib at all times.

@marsha.bsky.social @moesmixtapes.bsky.social omg! cheesecake! (this will make sense when you’re on tiktok.)

i keep seeing an ad on tiktok where the person speaking pronounces “coach” as “couch” and it may be what kills me.

i hate humidity. i hate it. HATE IT.

i'm embarrassed to say that today was my first time visiting red knot bakery in truro. it will not be my last. it's cute and bright and the vibe is perfect ... and i'll be dreaming about that croissant for a week.

there’s a meeting of the breakfast club in my yard this morning.

okay, facebook … stop being creepy suggesting people with the same name as someone i’ve been emailing with on my client email (i have a company email for the festivals separate from my own business email) but no mutuals as a possible friend. that’s rude.

the worst part of being a board member is listening to audited financial statements. i stare at the page and nod occasionally while assorted circus music plays in my head.

i feel like it would be satisfying to powerwash things all day.

and my house is being washed and all the things i worried about (not being able to remove screens and whether or not the outside tap works) were no problem ... now i can focus! i swear, my brain is going to make me lose my mind.

crazy dream last night was a home invasion. so, that was a good time. thankfully, it was "my" house, but not my actual house ... so, not hyper-real, but still not a great way to start the day.

recycling is at the curb. i’m showered and dressed. laundry is in the machine. there’s nothing like having a home service booked but having no idea when they’re going to show up to get your day started anxiously.

i’m almost done sorting through the boxes in my spare room, and i found this treasure from the 80s. i co-founded local love truro a decade or so ago, but this seems to be the o.g. local love truro button.