I damn you - DAMN YOU - to corporate hell.
I hope you get to reconfigure your expectations in the realworld scenario.
Welcome to rural living with a really long driveway. All my neighbors are in the same boat and have paid similar costs – those who can afford to, that is. I’ve discussed it with several. There are no alternatives.
And hell, I can’t afford that. It’s why I waited so long to make the jump from satellite.
I’m really fucking tired. This schedule change has been harder than I expected. On paper, I’m getting sleep. But I don’t feel like it. It’s not just the time change - I am adjusting to a raft of new responsibilities, responsible for most drop-offs and pick-ups, the logistics of all school stuff, and it’s going to be even worse on the 15th when I will have to cart my kid from school to social skills group at a location that is thirty fucking minutes from my house. It’s going to be about 90 minutes of commute time every Tuesday and Thursday, not counting the 45-50 minutes to and from work. All so my husband can get more work done. At least it’s for a good cause.
And it is with this exhaustion I had to sit through the most boring two-hour virtual meeting complete with “break-out” groups, which I loathe. We were required to have our cameras on the whole time. And the funder holding this meeting, which I do really appreciate in spirit, dumped about five thousand requirements for grantees that really serve as more of a burden than anything else.
And maybe I would have a better attitude if I weren’t so tired.
Your schedule sounds exhausting. I hope you acclimate to everything soon!
I also loathe virtual meetings with break out groups. I broke my camera back in 2022 and never got it replaced lol.
I still attend as a circle with the first letter of my name on the rare occasion we have Zoom or Team meetings. Camera is still dead.
Damn away. I retired over 2 years ago. I can sit on the sidelines and laugh.
About 15 years ago, Lean Six Sigma was introduced to my workplace. My boss volunteered me to be the lead for our division for this. I cheerfully accepted and then proceeded to never do anything about it, other than maybe attending one meeting with all of the other leads from other divisions. My boss was happy because he had someone identified as the lead. This checked off a box on a list that somebody had, and once that happened then his boss was happy and so forth. Turns out that nobody took it seriously so there was never a consequence for my inaction. Despite being the LSS lead for 3 years, I couldn’t tell you the first thing about it. Your threat is literally meaningless to me. I have no idea what those words mean.
Looking back I do have one regret, and that is I never took credit for my participation in LSS during my performance reviews. I mean, hell, I was the lead for the division. For 3 years! Why not be proud of it? I probably would have received an award if I had listed it as one of my achievements. Who cares that I never did a damn thing, the box on that checklist was checked off every year, and that was what was important.
Here we go:
Today is the anniversary of my husband’s death.
My debit card is canceled because I’m disputing several fraud charges. Including over two hundred bucks for some insurance scam, so I - a grown ass woman - had to explain to a bank CSR that I don’t have insurance. Not health, not car, nuthin’. So I sure as shit didn’t pay for any!
With all that money sucked out, right over the holiday weekend, I barely made rent.
I haven’t eaten a solid meal in at least three days. It’s not for lack - my freezer is stuffed - it’s for lack of desire.
Now I gotta go to work, where no doubt one or the other teenage crew is gonna cause drama.
I’m too dehydrated to cry anymore, but we have grape Powerade at work.
The only bright spot in my life right now is, ironically, a black circle. My black cat. Damn twerp ran off last week for a coupla days, so he’s on house arrest until I can buy a light up harness off Amazon. Until then, he’s bored and has cabin fever, but tough beans, this is not a safe neighborhood for a black cat at night. People use the street as a racetrack. But when he’s not running off the zoomies, he’s quite the snuggle buddy.
Now I gotta yank on clothes, go to work, and try not to cry over memories of my late Other Shoe. Who loved pizza almost as much as I hate it. (I work at a pizza joint.)
Oh, all of that sucks so much. I’m really sorry. Snuggle that kitty good.
@purplehorseshoe
Death anniversaries hit hard. Tears on those days can really be difficult to subdue.
Kitty sounds like a feisty, lovable little furball. Indeed a bright spot in all of your troubles.
Never heard of a light up harnass. Now I must explore.
Explore away
@Spiderman Those light up harnesses are gorgeous.
This is the one I was looking at. No way he can hide in the shadows dressed in that!
Yes! And now he can be an actual bright spot in your life - neon bright.
I own & like their stuff, including the light up leash
I fired my therapist. Always hard to do. She seemed nice as a person but she uses questionable methods. Psychodynamic therapy overwhelmingly makes me feel worse because it encourages rumination on shit I have no control over, and tapping is ridiculous. She was in the process of evaluating me for autism. Guess I won’t have an answer to that anytime soon.
I’m doing okay, not sure I need another therapist.
I “replaced" her with an old friend and fitness trainer because I want to be strong again and I want to overcome my Achilles tendonitis. The money is better spent there, I think.
Fitness training starts at 8am Monday. 
RIP basement fridge; you were a good friend for many a year, always keeping drinks cold. 
This has been bugging me for the past few days, so it’s time to (mildly) Pit the online sports gambling industry.
Let me state that I am no prude, and I believe that people should be free to make their own decisions, even if they’re bad decisions, as long as they bring no harm to anyone else. We can debate ad nauseam how much gambling contributes to societal ills, how much it (and/or its expansion) should be regulated, etc. But at the end of the day, I come down on the free market side of things – which is to say, let the rubes lose their money if they want to. I voted “Yes” on allowing Missouri to legalize sports betting.
The problem is that now these online sportsbooks are pimping their product to the nth degree here. Seems like every commerical is about Draft Kings or Fanduel being legal in Missouri soon, and download our app now and get all of this bonus swag like bonus catch or bet-matching or whatever the fuck they’re offering. I’m about one percent irked about the existence of this predatory industry, and about 99 percent irked at the fact that they’re leaning so hard into the Hard Sell that I can’t escape their ads.
/rant over
Welcome to what it was like in places where it is legal. Though it will probably abate a bit in a year or two.
Wrong forum NM
Mine is half a century old this year. Still working well for keeping drinks and extra milk cold. 
No blood thinners…she doesn’t even have high blood pressure.
Yep, we will definitely be getting something like that.
Oh, for my minirant…we’re packing for a trip, and just when I think I’ve got it all sorted, another item appears that must go. We’re flying, we can’t pack the whole house!