Don’t go. Few things are as excruciating as being social when you don’t feel to be social. Life is short, make on excuse, let it go and have a great night at home!
(And the kids will be happy to see you whenever it happens.)
Don’t go. Few things are as excruciating as being social when you don’t feel to be social. Life is short, make on excuse, let it go and have a great night at home!
(And the kids will be happy to see you whenever it happens.)
Nothing wrong at all with bowing out of that…it’s never good to force yourself into being social, especially with medical issues.
And I completely feel for you on the Rescue Drama; I’ve encountered enough of that to wonder why animal rescue organizations attract that sort of drama in the first place.
Fifteen minutes ago, in a process which was long in the making and is not resolved yet (so do not ask for details, sorry), I told my wife (together since 1987!) that it is time for her to move out of my house.
Man, oh, man. That’s a bummer. Good luck to you.
So I complain bitterly about getting the wrong battery from my Kindle, and you come up with this. You realize how petty and whiny that makes me look?
Seriously, man, we’ve all been through something like this, although since 1987 is a hell of a long time. Sorry to hear it, and best wishes that you get through these troubled times.
I don’t know anything about you, and I’m probably off track, but after more than thirty years together saying “my house” instead of “our house” leads me to speculate about the source of the discord.
Lol, no.
I noticed the “my” thing too - it kinda jumped out at me.
I dunno, man, we’ve only got a few words of yours to go on, so we may very well be over analyzing. You’d know the context better, of course, but I did want to point it out to you.
Feel free to tell us how off-base and wrong we are.
Damn. Good luck to you, JohnT.
I know, right? This is a mini-rant thread, it’s * supposed to be * about whiny petty stuff. I’m so tired of coming in here to vent about something trivial and have to compete with people’s dead cats and major health problems and whatnot!
(Seriously though, I know it’s just the nature of the thread. You have to expect “I have cancer!” followed by “I got a paper cut!” Sorry to hear about your troubles JohnT and best of luck!)
Oh, I almost forgot my trivial little gripe. What is it with all the freakin’ maple leaf seeds this year? Seems to be a bumper crop year. Those things are everywhere, including clogging my gutters!
Here’s my petty gripe, and it’s two-fold.
He said yes, but it wasn’t always in the greatest of shape. He walked toward the door, pointed it out, and said “use at your own risk”.
Well I was probably in the room for less than a second overall. The STENCH was the worst I’ve ever experienced. The very brief glance at the toilet, from across the room, showed it to be nearly overflowing with toilet paper and excrement. The brief glance at the excrement suggested it wasn’t HUMAN… honestly, it looked to me like somebody scoured the entire town and picked up every reasonably fresh dog turd they could find and tossed it in. This being a Sunday, during exams, I find it quite plausible that someone might have done just that in a fit of drunken Saturday night blowing-off of steam. I suppose their industry is to be commended (?), as there aren’t many dogs on campus, so they’d have had to go some way to do so!
Oh. My. God. Yup, that’s exactly the only comfortable position! And I’ve heard that about dry needling. Nobody ever seems to be able to say why it works, but they also don’t care why because it does.
I have to go to NYC (lower Manhattan) next weekend and do formal, social stuff as The Missus’ eye candy. Denver is about as much city as I’m comfortable in, my idea of formal is denims and a clean concert tee-shirt, and my idea of social is petting two cats at the same time. Upside is we’re attending & partying with these ladies, which is the squee equivalent of me spending the weekend with The Damned.
Sorry for ruining y’all’s little gripe thread! 
Yeah, I’m avoiding all mentions of this on all my SM accounts and… as I said… no more details will follow here on the SDMB until all the legal stuff is done. However, I have been a part of this community for years and while my restraint has been quite admirable, this weekend at home was kind of a ! in the middle of the Great Unwinding and I felt the above post was the best I could do… from a legally protective position, at this moment… to just vent a little bit.
And I’m fine with that. Not that my opinion matters much. You watch out for yourself. That’s only prudent. Good luck.
Yeah, with some people - and definitely music stuff - I’m leaning towards that option.
Btw, it’s not always about getting out of lifts to the airport and helping people move and other chores. As a friend, I’m okay with doing those once in a while. It’s just that many of my friends want to do “fun stuff” all the time, whereas often I just really want the sofa and a book or the harp and then Netflix, and I resent having my time filled up with someone else’s idea of a good time. Probably a bit of assertiveness and honesty might be the best policy.
This is definitely a mini-rant. Last night as I was falling asleep I had a brilliant idea. If I did “this” it would make “this process” so much easier. Wow, awesome, I can’t believe I never thought of this before, I should really write this down. (I keep paper and pen on the night table just for things like this.) But I was almost asleep and thought it was just so brilliantly obvious that I would remember it as soon as I did “this process” today. So, yeah, no. Nothing is clicking at work. Home for lunch, I walked around the house considering things I need to do and still nothing. I hate when that happens.
I had an early appt. at the doctor. His first one of the day on Monday. He looked a bit unsteady on his feet. I thought, God can I trust this hungover jerk? We went through the routine. He did alot of writing. Called the nurse in to stick my finger. Sent me to pee in a cup. When I came out the nurse said I could go. I asked her was the doctor ok, she said he ran a marathon over the weekend. Well, thank god. I thought he was nursing a hangover. She called me later and said my numbers looked good.
Rant, maybe the Doc should’ve taken the day off instead of worrying me.
I have to escort my cat to his food bowl to make sure he knows that yes, there is still food in there.
Shiva has always been talkative, but in his old age it’s gotten … multiple times a day he’ll start wowing for no reason at all, and he’ll keep it up for 20 minutes or so, and his voice is **loud **and very, very piercing. Food doesn’t stop it. Play doesn’t stop it. Pets doesn’t stop it. I don’t know what he wants, I can’t stop him from making noise and it goes onandonandon.
Doc says that except for the IBD and being old (15), he’s pretty healthy. As far as I can tell, he’s in no pain.
I love him, but there are some days when I wish I could gag him.
I was told when my good old kitty got this way that some cats use a sort of echolocation when they start losing their sight a bit. Further, they often are somewhat deaf so modulating the voice is difficult. With my old guy I would cuddle him for a couple of minutes and he’d stop vocalizing and pretty much fall asleep. If cuddling doesn’t help I dunno.
I did have a friend who got tranquilizers for her old cat when he was being really loud and it seemed to help but I don’t know how good it was for him. But if the cat is a bit panicky because they don’t see well or something it might be a good answer. If your vet isn’t helping maybe try a different vet? Or maybe you haven’t discussed it with him?