I don’t have any PTO left, especially since I needed to take so much time off for our daughter. And, honestly, I can only focus for a few minutes. Enough time to write a post or an email or take a delivery of parts, but not enough to do much more. I will call my company’s EAP though, because clearly this is harder than I thought I’d be.
My husband is ok. Just ok. He is worried about me and, therefore, not talking to me about his feelings. I do know he’s leaning on some of his guy friends.
It’s not stupid at all! Hugs and whatever helps hold the same at bay, even briefly.
This is from a vendor & it’s all of about 4-5 months old. There was also a quirk in July (that we saw for the first time; will see if they fixed it the end of this week.) We usuall put our time in weekly & get paid twice a month, 15th & end. July was the first mid-week monthend that we had that software. We had to enter our time in two separate timesheets, one for three days & then one for first two days of Aug; don’t need to do this for mid-month payroll, only to (apparently) close out books for month end. Again, the software should be able to know what the last day of the month is & break up x days into old vs. new month.
I also know you must have 40 hrs; if you book 39 for the week you get an error message & must add an hour somewhere. I don’t yet know if it’s exactly 40 (which is the way that the message reads) or if it’s a minimum of 40. I could ask someone else, but I haven’t had the need for extra hours yet, though that will be coming at some point. I’m salaried so it shouldn’t matter but what if I put in 50 or 60 hours for a client in a given week, are we only billing back 40 of them?
Yes, this pales in comparison…{{{slalexan}}}
So sorry for your pain, slalexan. 
I came very, very close to shitting my pants at work this morning. I’ve been having some bathroom urgency lately, and today when it struck, there were some people at my desk I couldn’t get away from. When they finally left, I was in dire straits, so I darted into the bathroom, yanked at my zipper…and it broke. In the up position! I had to run back to my desk for a paper clip to see if I could use that to replace the pull…nope. At this point, I was ready to rip the pants and deal with the consequences later, and thankfully was able to pull them down in time. I even managed to get them back on afterward. Then I called my husband to bring me another pair of pants.
Although this was a near-disaster, I have to admit it went as well as it could have. They were even dark brown pants.
How about “No Comment” as an entry?
“We don’t need no stinking comments!”
First of all, ((slalexan))!
Mini whiny rant: Stupid damn Dish Network and stupid damn Fox, get over your damn selves. I want to watch The Masked Singer, but noooo. Wait! Daughter has Hulu, I used it when I was laid up! Go to log in…blocked, as I’m not “home”. If I drove two and a half hours to their place and logged in under their WiFi, it’d be fine.
In their explanation, they state it’s to be a single household platform, sorry Mom. Ouch. That hurt.
“Witch-hunt”
Hits Superdude with a wet Gatopescado
(What? You’re super, I needed something larger and heavier than a trout…)
Thanks, everyone, for your well wishes. I’m actually feeling a lot less depressed, though still very sad. I think I’ll actually be able to do things today. I should hear back from the doctor today to see if things are progressing as they should. I am hoping I won’t need help. It’d be nice for it to be over now. I also really hope they don’t need anymore blood from me, I feel like a pin cushion right now.
My sympathies as well. My (now ex-) wife and I weren’t trying when she got pregnant, but she always wanted kids. I remember how devastated she was when she found out that she’d miscarried. We didn’t know that she was pregnant until that point.
Thanks. And I didn’t get my wish. Doctor says he wants to make sure my hCG returns to 0 so I need to go give another sample next week.
But let’s complain about something else. Anything else. Think about anything else at all… So man, this weather. Sure is rainy.
Here it’s finally gone from “hot and humid” to “not so hot, but always humid” (last week we were hitting maxes of 32ºC, today it’s 23ºC). We haven’t gotten hit by the yearly rains yet, which if you ask me is kind of worrisome: normally, Barcelona spends a month under-vertical-water between September and October, but we’re already in October and no rains. Today was the first time that it felt like we may be heading towards autumn…
Conversely, this year’s rains in the SE have been quite heavy and caused infrastructure damages, specially to the seaside train tracks. People taking the train between Valencia and Alicante were being bussed instead, but I think the service is already back to normal.
A friend of mine carries a “shit kit”. “Because you know it’s going to happen.”
Now, I personally don’t feel the need to carry one, but YMMV!
I must be old now, because that sounds like a good idea.
Yesterday’s high was 89. Today’s is forecast to be 65, which is actually reasonable for October.
I can’t remember if you’re an Ursula Vernon/T. Kingfisher fan, but she has a new book out as of Tuesday.
Everyone is talking about how frightening it is and that she manages a jump scare in a book, which is impressive. Several people have asked her, “Oh my GODS woman WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU THAT THIS CAME OUT OF YOUR BRAIN?!.” (That’s a direct quote.)
I’m most of the way through it, and yeah, it’s kinda creepy, but unlike everyone who’s been commenting, I am neither terrified nor sleeping badly. I’m beginning to wonder if there’s something wrong with me.
Monday was 86 and humid. Today the high is 50. Northern Minnesota received snow.
Yesterday I decided I was safe to put the portable air conditioner down in the basement. Despite it’s heaviness (65#), it went well.
Until the last two stairs. It slipped.
Right on the toes of my right foot. All of them.
Nothing is broken. They’re all bruised and I have to walk with my big toe up, as pressure on it hurts.
AND I just received notice that the end of year fireworks blow off held by my favorite pyrotechnic group is cancelled for this weekend. That royally sucks. I’ve been looking forward to it for months. They shoot off all the spares and play with new ideas all in a minimum one hour show.
Username/post combo is awesome by the way.