10+ People Who Need a Time Machine to Restart Their Terrible Day

Scientist Stephen Hawking once held a curious experiment. He organized a party with appetizers, balloons, you name it. However, he only sent the invites after the party had already taken place. He wanted to demonstrate that time travel is impossible, and he did.

NASA begs to differ and confirms that time travel is possible, just not in the way we’ve seen in books and movies. This is good news for the following people because they’d love to start their terrible day over.

“My foot after wearing a wet boot with a hole in it for 10 hours”

“A buddy of mine seemed to think stick sun screen was a good idea.”

“Got my license in the mail today.”

“I was sitting on the lid of my toilet waiting for my bath to fill, scrolling on my phone when the lid shattered and I threw my phone in the bath.”

“My BBQ food truck burned down last month.”

“Lent a car to my brother for the day, and as a thank you, he filled up my car with the wrong fuel.”

“I turned on my defrost this morning and came back 10 minutes later to find this.”

“I did an air mold test in my apartment.”

“Went to use the bathroom at a friend’s house — nearly had a heart attack.”

“My job makes us food before each shift. Meet the zucchini hot dog.”

“I dropped my phone and now all my photos are blue-ish.”

“I asked my wife to tidy up my neck with the clippers. Yes, we are still married.”

“What they call a ’cheese’ burger”

“Got stung in the eye at 2 a.m. while asleep by probably one of the last wasps of the season.”

“I dropped the tuna can in the sink.”

“Must have dropped my keys after I locked my car. I came back to this.”

“In a boot with a broken foot on day 7 of 24 of my dream tour of the UK”

“Oops, there’s a pothole there.”

“I guess no pizza for me tonight.”

“I forgot to put sunscreen on my feet.”

If you could live an hour of your life on repeat, which hour would you choose? If you could travel back in time and get stuck in that era, which year would you go for? Let us know in the comments.

My Husband’s Grown Children Interrupted Our Honeymoon to Demand Our Villa, They Learned a Valuable Lesson About Respect

My husband’s kids didn’t like me. They never did. But my husband, Jack, stood by me when they crossed the line. His actions taught them a big lesson, leading to apologies and a chance to mend our relationships.

Jack had three kids from his first marriage when we met. Their mom had passed away years before I came into the picture. When Jack introduced me to them, it was clear they weren’t thrilled about it. Understandable, given the age gap between Jack and me.

I’m ten years older than Jack, and we’ve been together for over nine years, engaged for four. His kids, all over 21, never warmed up to me. Even though I never tried to replace their mom, they made me feel unwelcome whenever we were together.

I only moved in after they had left for college. Yet, they continued to act like I didn’t belong. When Jack proposed, they got even colder, disrespecting me behind his back. I kept quiet to avoid conflict, knowing Jack had already faced enough challenges as a single dad.

Jack worked hard to provide for his kids, even after they moved out. He wanted to make up for their mom’s absence. We finally had a small civil wedding, which his kids didn’t attend. They claimed they had other plans. We shrugged it off and focused on our honeymoon in the Bahamas.

But just two days into our trip, his kids showed up uninvited. They mocked me, belittled our relationship, and ruined our special time. When Jack found out, he unleashed his fury, kicking them out and cutting off their financial support.

It was tough love, but it worked. His kids realized their mistake and apologized. Jack forgave them, and we started anew, building a stronger bond than before. His actions during our honeymoon not only protected our happiness but also taught his kids important lessons about respect and responsibility. In the end, our family emerged stronger, thanks to Jack’s tough but necessary decisions.

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