‘One-Way Street’
That’s alright, I only want to go one way.
That totally sucks. While I had bad PMS, with endometriosis and more, I only experienced this once and it was caused by an IV of estrogen. 'at’s a lot of estrogen. I needed it so my body would quit trying to bleed out. But the doc warned me about the side effects and, holy mackeral, was she right. I’d go from slightly irritable to white-hot rage in under a second. And a few seconds later, I’d realize what had just happened and be apologetic. Thank goodness the doc had warned me, because it was an insane several days until I worked that stuff out of my system.
This is really at the core of why my mother was so insanely abusive, and why my great-grandmother was institutionalized for life. I don’t think most people realize how serious PMDD is. Fortunately for me I have a lifetime of experience holding my temper because of the knowledge of how rage can hurt others. But I still have moments where I feel like everything’s falling apart. It’s like…I know how much worse it could be, but I can’t just pretend everything is fine because I’m not smashing dishes on the floor. It’s time to call the doctor.
Happy Fourth of July! (The only day that Americans say using DMY format)
I’ve ben trying all day to come up with a rhyme, and finally decided to cheat:
Roses are red,
Violet plays quidditch;
If it weren’t for the Fourth,
We’d all be British.
Happy 4th! It has been a lovely extended weekend overall, including an intensive family cuddle session with Wee Weasel and a dozen sea creature stuffed animals this morning. He was putting the blanket over each of them and putting them to sleep, one by one, “Goodnight octopus! Goodnight squid!” which is some solid pretend play and signs that he is growing.
So yeah my core rant is going back to work tomorrow. 
Roses are red
We are not British
All of the fireworks
Cause pets to be skittish
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Lilies are white and
Our flag (and theirs too)
Roses are red
Don’t keep your wealth there
If we were British
At least we’d have healthcare
If you aren’t planning for more children, that is exactly what I’d want to talk to the doc about. But I could understand considering another Wee Weasel. Best of health, physical and mental, to you.
What about the twenty-first night of September?
I do not know you in real life, but based on how you post here, you seem like a ridiculously strong person. I’m a bit in awe.
I know you don’t think this about yourself, but I bet others in your life know it.
Or “Twas the 18th of April in '75…”
(The Midnight Ride of Paul Revere)
It’s after 1am and I still hear jackasses setting off their fireworks.
Yesterday was spent doing my least favorite chore, transplanting well established plants. We have many decorative grasses all over the place. I planted many of them. Periodically my gf decides some need dug up/divided and moved because they’d look better elsewhere.
I should have worn gloves. I also should’ve worn sunscreen. It was so overcast I didn’t think I’d burn.
Yeah, no more Weasels on the horizon. Spouse Weasel got the snip. I might have had more if I was younger, but I’m 40, and like, an old 40. We both agreed we could not handle another without serious quality of life issues. That goes double if the second kid also had special needs and statistically that would be likely.
Thank you. Truly.
I officially have two therapists now, one for PTSD and one for coping with special needs parenting, so we’ll get it sorted.
Applause
Back to the mini ranting… Dear CEO, you just asked in an email what was needed for a report that is my literal job to submit, not yours. The three people responsible for that report then replied that all was in process and it would be submitted before the deadline.
You then sent a separate email saying there are open tasks in that application online… Yes, those would be the open report tasks I just told you we are working on.
Your job is to sign contracts. My job is to administer grants. I do not need your help with these fucking reports. Please stop asking me about them every time they come up. It is such a waste of time to explain to you multiple times every fucking quarter that this is my job.
I wish I could remove you from the funder’s email notification list so hard. It’s obviously confusing you.
I have a rash appearing, and a stranger using the word PROBLEMATIC is what gave it to me I feel.
I hate that word. I am using the word ‘hate’ here, about that word.
The term is fine:
prob·lem·at·ic
noun
- a thing that constitutes a problem or difficulty.
“the problematics of artificial intelligence”
No, my anger stems from people’s use of the word. A spade is a fine gardening implement, but if everyone regularly brought them to twirl haphazardly in shopping checkout lines I’d feel different. It’s used as a Mad-Lib or a goofy booby trap.
“I went to the store the other day and you know what I saw? A purple disc golf set! Which is of course problematic. Anyway…”
WHAT! No. YOU tell me what the fuck you are insinuating, do not leave it to me. It would be like this:
“My god did you see the news! It’s going to be some temperature we’re having tomorrow. Make sure you wear the proper clothing!”
Both statements are equally asinine.
Last week the Roku remote went walkabout. Inconvenient, but there’s an app for that.
Checked all the reasonable locations. Between/under cushions. Behind/under sofa.
The less likely locations. Under entertainment center. (Everything is a cat toy.)
Unlikely options. Fridge, washer, dryer.
Broke down today and ordered a replacement.
The question is, how long after the new one arrives will the old one turn up?
That happened with my Amazon TV remote. The old one turned up the day I got the new one.
It was in my purse. I never put it in my purse. As far as I can tell, my rather large handbag was sitting on the floor next to my bed. The remote fell off my bed, and landed right in the open style handbag and sank to the bottom.
You nailed it! The good news: it’s not a tumor.
The bad news, it’s a cyst.
More bad news: it will be about 10 days until I’m up to bat on the surgical calendar.
Yeh but that’s not very far away. Your countdown will get to single digits immediately. May it be an easy removal.
@Sitnam, I agree with you on this one. It’s a problem, this problematical abuse of the language.
Not much, which is why you often see them given away on Freecycle and the like.