(Old) The Apocalyptic MMP

Things proceed. Had a moment this morning when a drywall contractor told me that the holes in my walls couldn’t be properly taped because the cut is through tile and I wondered if I would have to remodel the whole bathroom in order to fix one hole. But the company who did the stack replacement doesn’t think it’s a problem and is coming out Wednesday.

We were trying to save some money on the actual move by cobbling together a bunch of different services (a storage pod with movers to help load it, deliver it day after closing, hire separate piano movers) but we decided that simplicity was worth the extra expense.

Now most of my anxiety is about finalizing the financing. I really think we’re fine, but my brain always finds the worst case scenario. My brain is stupid.

I am SOOOO far behind! I’ve started posting other times, but I either got distracted by some other thread or I got phone calls or texts. Just now my daughter reminded me of something I’d said I’d do for her workplace (a food bank). I should be working on that now. And on top of all that, I’ve been off by a day almost all week! I thought today was Thursday until a little while ago.

I’ll try to catch up on posts this evening. Just stopping in to blow kisses.

I’m salty. I already know imma hafta babysit Special Girl ("heeey Shoe??" are these french fries done? “Girl, is this your first day running the fryer???”) and I think imma hafta have a chat with S.M cuz I can’t do two jobs at once.

This is a fucking business, not a day care center.

Is this the pearl-clutchin’ time?

:kissing_heart::smiling_face_with_three_hearts::kissing_heart::smiling_face_with_three_hearts::kissing_heart::smiling_face_with_three_hearts::kissing_heart: backatcha

Welcome to my world! On the other hand, when you plan for the worst and it’s not quite that bad, you can count it as a win!

We just had two short but intense downpours and now the sun is shining. I’ve been reading because I’m lazy and the laundry is all done and it’s been too icky to work outside. And now it’s time to start cooking supper. Always something.

*sigh*

I have zero experience with pivot tables in Excel. I don’t even know what they do. So I got a file with a pivot table. I saved it as .csv, though I got some sort of alert. Looks OK. But then I needed to delete the header block before saving it to another file name. It said I couldn’t delete a pivot table. Why not? I don’t want it! So I tried ‘Help’, and finally found something that looked helpful. ‘Select entire pivot table.’ OK, but there’s one problem… There is no option to ‘Select entire pivot table’. I ended up copying the data and pasting it into a new spreadsheet and saving it with the name it needed.

What a pain.

I’m currently doing just that. I’m loading in a set for a small theater company into the high school Sunday. I predict a shit show, but maybe it’ll go well.

I did add some plus points to my karma scale today. Dude in front of me at the gas station had his card denied for $7 on gas. Ooof. I happened to have found a ten spot on the ground earlier today, so I gave it to him.

TIL that I must be living in the wrong city. :laughing: I also did laundry, recycled, and put up some new blinds. Spot has managed to nap in 5 different places today.

That is a “Hillary conquering Everest” level of achievement.

“I will not kill today.” - Captain Kirk

Brains are like that. But sounds like you got it under control.

Dunno. It seems like a significant percentage of my jobs over the years have been staffed by rejects from The Island Of Misfit Toys.

Hopefully that will balance out the theater project.

: blows kisses back at nellie :

Pivots are super easy. Really, all they are is a way to array your data in an easy to read format. I use them all the time. Once you learn it, you’ll wonder why you didn’t use them before.

I’m at the stage where I’m wondering why I’d use them. I’ve got columns and rows, in the required formats.

That was good of you to pass along the found money to the guy getting gas VanGo.

Apartment is clean, laundry done and groceries bought. I took Nelson to the dog park where he played with his buddies Gunter, Ollie, Tofu, Jack, Pok and even Mack and Lily, who were invited over from the big dog side. Both of them are just slightly over the weight limit and Mack is congenitally disabled (rescue from a bad breeder), so neither are a danger to the little guys. A good time was had by all.

We swung through Fat Mo’s to pick up a burger for supper and the family’s little six year old brought out the pup cups for herself and Nelson. That kid cracks me up!

We were going to go out to Nooksack to watch and listen to Wifey, RN’s visually-impaired patient play, stopping in Everson for Schnitzel, but The Missus didn’t feel like it; so we decided to go to The Beacn ('5 Star Dive Bar) for burgers and Manhattans. They’re closed for vacation or remodelling or something, so we went across the street to Bay Breeze restaurant. It’s the only building here that is actually on the beach. They’ve been closed for a couple of months, and re-opened with a new menu. I had the pan-roasted rockfish with asparagus, and it was very good. I started with a Sazerac with Splenda instead of sugar; but it was too sweet; so I had a Maker’s Mark Manhattan for my second drink. Wifey said she’s glad they pared down the menu and added new things. She had the smoked salmon pasta (Oea Tendris, Sun Dried Tomatoes, Capers, Garlic Cream) and one Manhattan (plus a little of mine).

Rib-eyes on the barbie are on the menu for tomorrow.

Beach Cat Brewery has barley wine, which I haven’t had in over 20 years and really liked. I’ve got to get some. (Two drink limit, because of the ABV. The place I had it before in Orange County, CA had a one-drink limit.)

I dunno about Cary, but Fuquay-Varina is wild, man.

Not unless it develops into a beans-and-weenie situation… Hope the babysitting isn’t too onerous.

Your brain is not stupid, it is practical and concerned if there is a missed step somewhere. I always look at the worst outcome, that way I am happy when it all works out and not disappointed when Demon Murphy shows up. You’re doing fine.

flyboy, I seem to dimly remember something about pivot tales from when I was working, but those memories have flown, so I can be of no help, I’m afraid. I really wish people would remember the KISS principal (Keep It Simple, Stupid) all the time.

Van Go, congrats on doing your good deed for the month…now you can be a B*****d for
the rest of it…

So soccer has been sorted out, need to work up the lineups for the 10-Unders (find a way for 10 girls playing 7 v 7 soccer in 4 quarters with subs allowed only at quarter breaks to play an equal amount of time–Hint-can’t be done, best I can do is play 8 girls 3 quarters and 2 girls 2 quarters). Have baited two ‘humane’ mouse traps with Peanut butter and put them where I found evidence of the miscreants, we’ll see if I get any results. Need to get to bed early, first game is at 8:00am tomorrow and then I will be busy until at least 2pm.

Have a good weekend all.

flyboy, I used pivot tables regularly in my last position with my company. It made certain inventory sorts a breeze.

Honestly, this is probably right, and gaming out the worst case always makes me feel much better when it doesn’t come to pass. But I am learning that I do not do well with uncertainty. Just fast forward me to May 10, please.

My brain is mostly stupid at night when it just won’t shut up. Although last night I slept better.

Really everything is fine. And typing it out here helps me process.

Howdy Y’all! Been a very slothful day at da cave. Well, I did exert the energy needed to walk all the way down the driveway to the mailbox and back. Wore me out it did. Needed a nap after that. We had beerverages out by the cee-mint pond and then BLTs and oven fries were made and consumed. Now 'tis time to consider beddy bye.

Had a Whiskey Smash for cocktails, and made French-ish chicken and mushrooms with wild rice blend(my homage to Julia Child). Watching hockey.

I know. I got lots of friends in the Quay.


“Peace was never an option”

Ohhhh, I like how you think, LOL!!!

Remember that if you release them close to your home, they will be back inside before you are. If you take them far enough away from their home, they won’t know where or how to find food or friends which won’t work out well for them. I think you should just have Nelson over for a week, rat dogs don’t play with their prey like cats do.

I used to handwrite letters to Mom to release all my stress. And then, when my mind was calm again, I would tear up the letters because I never planned to send them to Mom and stress her out.

Have you considered an air-fryer? I can make the best frys and chips ever in ours.

Today has been pretty slothful. I spent my morning porchinating, the weather is perfect. Then my allergies went off and now I’m hiding indoors behind the AC filters.

Hubs is getting ready to head back to WV, he found another four places he wants to look at. I am not going, my butt started crying when I got back in my car yesterday, I am totally not up for another cross country car trip.

The first place has a monster kitchen that takes up the entire first floor. I’m thinking that is a non-starter, but hubs thinks that it could work with a stair elevator thingy. He likes the idea of having a big enough kitchen to have the fermentation area included. I think that is a great idea too, but I’m not sure about the stairs or the lack windows.

The second place is just beautiful and smaller than our current place, which is a good thing, but it is super rural and we might be a little old for the area. OTOH, medical care is closer than the grocery store and we are used to driving 45 miles to get groceries.

The third place is 10 minutes away from medical care and 15 away from the grocery store. It is lovely and about the same size as what we have now.

The fourth place is also lovely and close to everything we want but it is a quarter bigger than what we currently have and that is not a good thing.

GG is really going to miss hubs. GG wakes up with the sun, and hubs gets up at 0600. GG gets gooshy fud at around 0605. I do not get up at 0600 and feel that if GG is hungry, he will eat kibble. The poor kitteh will have to wait until 0900ish to snub his gooshy fud and I just know he won’t suffer quietly.

Looks like a Colt Model 1851 Navy. I have four. (1 Uberti, 1 Dixie Gun Works by Uberti, 1 Colt 2nd Generation, and 1 Colt 3rd Generation ‘Signature’.)