The musing thread
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I personally had very little problems living in 270 square feet with a dog.
it wasn't until I met a few of my neighbors that I found out that organization and being naturally kind of veered towards being anti-clutter is a HUGE part of it, as they struggled to live in such a small space and it looked like a bomb went off. I mean not DIRTY, just messy..
One of my best friends,bless her, we considered living together but she is seemingly incapable of putting things in their place and cleaning up after herself. Taking off her coat and hanging it up? impossible. Doing dishes right after she eats? Ridiculous. Opening a piece of mail and leaving the envelope on the kitchen table (along with a bunch of other useless clutter) was as natural to her as breathing...Like how do you lose your keys that much?? JUST GET A KEY HOOK ON THE WALL AND PUT THEM BACK. Lol to me, these things are natural, I put things away, I throw out what I don't need, I put things in their place, I spot clean all the time lol it took a LONG TIME for me to accept that it wasn't like that for everyone and it wasn't a bad thing (my friend for instance, when she comes over to visit it looks like a nuclear war of clothes went off in my guest bedroom but she LIKES IT that way lol)
I think I would love one of those tiny homes...
it wasn't until I met a few of my neighbors that I found out that organization and being naturally kind of veered towards being anti-clutter is a HUGE part of it, as they struggled to live in such a small space and it looked like a bomb went off. I mean not DIRTY, just messy..
One of my best friends,bless her, we considered living together but she is seemingly incapable of putting things in their place and cleaning up after herself. Taking off her coat and hanging it up? impossible. Doing dishes right after she eats? Ridiculous. Opening a piece of mail and leaving the envelope on the kitchen table (along with a bunch of other useless clutter) was as natural to her as breathing...Like how do you lose your keys that much?? JUST GET A KEY HOOK ON THE WALL AND PUT THEM BACK. Lol to me, these things are natural, I put things away, I throw out what I don't need, I put things in their place, I spot clean all the time lol it took a LONG TIME for me to accept that it wasn't like that for everyone and it wasn't a bad thing (my friend for instance, when she comes over to visit it looks like a nuclear war of clothes went off in my guest bedroom but she LIKES IT that way lol)
I think I would love one of those tiny homes...
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Don't worry. It happens to me to often. I've had people think I was in middle school:rofl1: Being short(4'11), coupled with looking young, never ends up good(for me, at least). I've had people ask if me & my sister were twins. She's 5 years younger then me...
I've also had people ask me if I want the kids menu at restaurants. No, I do not want a kids menu.
I've also had people ask me if I want the kids menu at restaurants. No, I do not want a kids menu.
I'm 27& still get carded constantly (age is 19 here).. and twice at 25& 26 they wouldn't accept my ID as real. When I was 21 someone asked me when I would be old enough to get my drivers license. I'm tall AND I don't think I look young at all?!!
Also, Penn tore her carpal pad off this evening at the beach. And I broke my toe. Seriously? All I want to do is run a **** full marathon in October but I keep hurting myself.
Also, Penn tore her carpal pad off this evening at the beach. And I broke my toe. Seriously? All I want to do is run a **** full marathon in October but I keep hurting myself.
When I was 24 I went to a hockey game. They were giving out hockey sticks to junior high kids and younger. They handed me a hockey stick as I walked through.
When I was 22 I got asked by security if I was lost and where my parents were when I was flying alone.
I don't get asked much anymore. It's kind of sad. xD
When I was 22 I got asked by security if I was lost and where my parents were when I was flying alone.
I don't get asked much anymore. It's kind of sad. xD
Last year my dad broke one of the kitchen chairs at my grandma's house. He brought it home to fix but he couldn't (it's a very weird 50's-era chair) but we found replicas on the internet and got replacements. He just now took the broken chair apart to take it outside to throw it away, but before he took it outside, he brought it to me.
"Look," he said, "I think Dad fixed this a long time ago." There were some metal plates stuck in along the bottom of the chair and some duct tape holding the bottom pieces together where the chair back met the seat. You couldn't even tell until you removed the screws to take them apart, because when my grandpa fixed something, he fixed it right.
I really just... wanted to hold it, for just a minute. Something my grandpa fixed so many years ago. And maybe not let him throw it away after all.
"Look," he said, "I think Dad fixed this a long time ago." There were some metal plates stuck in along the bottom of the chair and some duct tape holding the bottom pieces together where the chair back met the seat. You couldn't even tell until you removed the screws to take them apart, because when my grandpa fixed something, he fixed it right.
I really just... wanted to hold it, for just a minute. Something my grandpa fixed so many years ago. And maybe not let him throw it away after all.
So I quit my job yesterday, and I'm not entirely sure how I feel about it yet.
I mean, it was obviously for the best.
Obviously.
My job was being threatened by my operations manager because I had missed a week for a kidney infection(had doctors notes), and he was bugging me and BeAu about being on the same team, regardless that we had already gone to HR several times about the issue and were told nothing was wrong with us dating and being on the same team.
And with Colorado being a termination at will state, I wasn't going to mess around with all of that. It was a great job, but I wasn't getting fired over silly things like that. So I quit, effective immediately.
I had to do an exit interview with HR, and I let him know everything that was going on. He was pretty furious. He's a goofy sorta laid back guy, but he was willing to march us back on the floor and immediately have a sit down with my OM, because he was so out of line with what he had done. He was extremely persistent that we fight it, because he really didn't want me to quit. I was a fantastic worker, and he really enjoyed having me around. But he understood if I still wanted to quit.
Uh, yeah.
What you want to do isn't going to make things better.
At all.
At. All.
It would make things TEN TIMES WORSE. But it felt good knowing I was in the right and I had good standing. I had BeAu go in and talk with him after that, so he could be covered while he still worked in that account. My opportunity was already ruined, but at least BeAu could keep his butt covered for another month until he got out of that account and away from the OM.
But I feel weird not working. BeAu says I don't even have to work. We're pretty well caught up on everything, but I'm addicted to the extra money an shoving things in savings.
And being home alone all the time is weird. Falling back into "housewife" mode is weird. I have PLENTY to clean, cook, keep me busy. I've never had a problem being a homemaker, I excell at it. Lol. Cook all the things! Clean all the things! Start a million projects! Manage all the home things! And BeAu is just as eager as I am to get a house and knock me up. Especially with the puppy, I have a ton of time to pour into her now.
But.
It's weird. Really weird after working Monday through Friday, gone from 7am to 7pm and in bed by 10pm. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF.
I'm still looking around for another job, but BeAu is insistent I don't have to if I don't want to. But I sorta want to. But there likely aren't going to be many places that will take me on, having an autoimmune disease and all. I will get sick. My immune system is tanked. I will drive myself to the ER, over and over again. Who wants a worker like that? Unless it is super laid back and doesn't rely on me at all.
Or I work from home. But I don't really have many talents I could use from home. Or I go and finish school. But none of my majors or minors I'm soclose to finishing are going to be helpful at this point. It's just bragging rights. WHY ISN'T THERE ARE CURE FOR CROHNS.
So I have no idea. It was good, but not entirely. Or maybe it was. It's only the second day.
I mean, it was obviously for the best.
Obviously.
My job was being threatened by my operations manager because I had missed a week for a kidney infection(had doctors notes), and he was bugging me and BeAu about being on the same team, regardless that we had already gone to HR several times about the issue and were told nothing was wrong with us dating and being on the same team.
And with Colorado being a termination at will state, I wasn't going to mess around with all of that. It was a great job, but I wasn't getting fired over silly things like that. So I quit, effective immediately.
I had to do an exit interview with HR, and I let him know everything that was going on. He was pretty furious. He's a goofy sorta laid back guy, but he was willing to march us back on the floor and immediately have a sit down with my OM, because he was so out of line with what he had done. He was extremely persistent that we fight it, because he really didn't want me to quit. I was a fantastic worker, and he really enjoyed having me around. But he understood if I still wanted to quit.
Uh, yeah.
What you want to do isn't going to make things better.
At all.
At. All.
It would make things TEN TIMES WORSE. But it felt good knowing I was in the right and I had good standing. I had BeAu go in and talk with him after that, so he could be covered while he still worked in that account. My opportunity was already ruined, but at least BeAu could keep his butt covered for another month until he got out of that account and away from the OM.
But I feel weird not working. BeAu says I don't even have to work. We're pretty well caught up on everything, but I'm addicted to the extra money an shoving things in savings.
And being home alone all the time is weird. Falling back into "housewife" mode is weird. I have PLENTY to clean, cook, keep me busy. I've never had a problem being a homemaker, I excell at it. Lol. Cook all the things! Clean all the things! Start a million projects! Manage all the home things! And BeAu is just as eager as I am to get a house and knock me up. Especially with the puppy, I have a ton of time to pour into her now.
But.
It's weird. Really weird after working Monday through Friday, gone from 7am to 7pm and in bed by 10pm. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO WITH MYSELF.
I'm still looking around for another job, but BeAu is insistent I don't have to if I don't want to. But I sorta want to. But there likely aren't going to be many places that will take me on, having an autoimmune disease and all. I will get sick. My immune system is tanked. I will drive myself to the ER, over and over again. Who wants a worker like that? Unless it is super laid back and doesn't rely on me at all.
Or I work from home. But I don't really have many talents I could use from home. Or I go and finish school. But none of my majors or minors I'm soclose to finishing are going to be helpful at this point. It's just bragging rights. WHY ISN'T THERE ARE CURE FOR CROHNS.
So I have no idea. It was good, but not entirely. Or maybe it was. It's only the second day.