Post by schitzengiggles on Sept 30, 2014 8:05:02 GMT -5
I need to vent. DH has a progressive eye disease and I mentioned last week in randoms that his bad eye suddenly got way worse overnight. Well we went to his doc at the Mayo that day, they didn't find anything MAJOR wrong (no detached retina, or occlusions, or anything else "serious") so that was good. They found a "dry patch" on his eye and thought that must be the reason for the sudden decline. In that case, it would get better in about a week, once the cells there "regenerate" as they generally do every week or so. However this weekend it got worse and he literally cannot see out of that eye. If he closes his "good" eye, he can see light and large shapes (like a person standing) but cannot tell who the person is. I can hold up fingers and he can't tell how many. He is trying to get another appointment this week.
It's fucking scary and I just it to go away or find a solution. So far, nothing works for him and we are getting to the point where the best option might be a cornea transplant. Which sounds awful, but actually that is supposedly the most successful type of transplant out there.
I am learning way more about the human eye than I ever thought I would, LOL
I'm so tired. I haven't been sleeping well lately, and on top of it I've been at my bff's house for the past 4 days until late each night so I can help them out with the kids and dinner and cleaning, and I'm going again tonight. I'm glad I can help them out at least a little... I'm just tired and yesterday I got really emotional about everything; their loss, being tired, the past year, my birthday coming up, not being where I want to be in life, desperately wanting kids of my own etc etc.
Tomorrow night I'm staying home so I can do laundry and clean up my own place and maybe catch up on some Walking Dead. And sleep. Definitely sleep.
I have an appt with a hand surgeon today to look at the sore on my finger. I think the staph infection is cleared up but I have a nasty deep scab on it. I hope he just wants to give it more time to heal.
Also, my insurance can suck it for making it so difficult to get a Nexium refill. No, Prilosec isn't the same. It doesn't work for me! I cried to the poor lady on the phone yesterday.
OMG, I feel your pain. Nexium is the only thing that works for me and getting it refilled was always stressful. I'm weaning off it now and I'm down to a pill every 5 days so now I feel like I have a never ending supply!! Lol
Post by cinderbella on Sept 30, 2014 8:59:42 GMT -5
I interviewed for a job on September 11th. (a Thursday)
The following Monday, the 15th, I got an email asking for my Supervisor's contact information and thanking me for interviewing.
And I haven't heard a damn thing since then and it's pissing me off. There is absolutely nothing in my file or my work history that my supervisor could even attempt to spin to shine me in a negative light so I have no clue WTF is taking so long. I find it really hard to believe they'd contact her without planning on extending an offer knowing that it could leave tension and hostility when she found out I was interviewing out and planning on leaving (same government agency - different department)
Oh, and even though I love SD, I applied for a job in the LA area yesterday. If I happen to get an interview I'm going to sit down and seriously consider moving.
This is more of a confession. I've had sex while wearing the Spanx with a pee hole. H still talks about how awesomely hot it was to this day. It was uncomfortable and...well...messy. But I don't want to burst his bubble so I always agree that it was sooo awesome. I don't recommend.
I'm annoyed at my H because he is turning watching me run the Chicago Marathon into a "woe is me" thing. I mean, I'm doing this ONCE, I'm running for a charity, in memory of my dad and his dad, and he is all "it's going to be so difficult for me to lug the kids around when you're doing the race", and "we can't possibly meet you after you are done because it's going to be so crowded", and "now that your mom is coming, I can't meet my friends during the marathon."
REALLY?!?!?!?!? God forbid my mom wants to see me run the ONLY marathon I'm ever going to run, in memory of her husband. How awful for you that your plans have to change.
Gah. I was so upset last night (and obviously still am). I've been working my ass off to do this and raise money, since May, and I really need him to be supportive. But he does this for practically every race I run (usually only three a year), and ruins the day for me because i will be all worried about how stressed out he is, etc.
I mean, it's the Chicago marathon - there will be eleventy million people watching it, so of course it's going to be difficult with the kids, but SUCK IT UP, H.
This cold is kicking my ass. I didn't sleep at all last night. Finally fell asleep around 4. Woke up to my alarm, but then fell back asleep and was super late for work. Just ugh.
I have a meeting with HR today about my boss and I'm so tired and out of it that I can't even think straight. I just want it to be over with.
And to top it all off, I think I'm constipated, which never happens to me. My stomach is so uncomfortable.
Yes, and that's what I told him. But that turned into "well, she can't walk as fast, so it's going to slow us down", and "I can't possibly meet my friend if your mom is there." Which is stupid bc my mom has met this friend several times.
It is SO EFFING ANNOYING.
It is just ruining the moment for me, you know? And it's still two weeks away. And I will end up feeling guilty about the whole thing, which is bullshit.
I have to go pick the dog up from the kennel and I keep on procrastinating. It was nice to vacuum last night and still not have dog hair all over the floor this morning.
Post by CurlyQ284 on Sept 30, 2014 10:01:09 GMT -5
Another random. My tenant hasn't paid since July, his lease was up in August. His eviction date was the 25th, the judge gave him until today to get out but he's not out. We will likely have to get a warrant to remove him. That process will eat up most of his deposit and the property manager expects damage to the house.
I'm not sure what I'm going to do. I'm in the process of trying to do a short sale, I have no idea what to do about all this possible damage. Do I sue the guy? I live 4 states away...I can't wait to be rid of this house.
Post by underwaterrhymes on Sept 30, 2014 10:05:26 GMT -5
runforrest - your H is being an asshole. I hope he's not like this usually. And I am so sorry about your dad. What a wonderful way to memorialize him.
FWIW, I was a spectator at several marathons before running them myself and didn't realize how exciting and emotional it is even for the people who are watching. I think when your H gets there he will see just what an incredible thing it is you're doing.
And I ran Chicago back in 2005. It's an awesome marathon with kick ass crowd support. Even if your H continues to be a dickbag, you will be surrounded by people who will cheer the shit out of you. Make sure you write your name somewhere on your shirt or arms!
Yes, and that's what I told him. But that turned into "well, she can't walk as fast, so it's going to slow us down", and "I can't possibly meet my friend if your mom is there." Which is stupid bc my mom has met this friend several times.
It is SO EFFING ANNOYING.
It is just ruining the moment for me, you know? And it's still two weeks away. And I will end up feeling guilty about the whole thing, which is bullshit.
Please don't feel guilty. You are doing a good thing. And he is a father and can handle his own children. And his friend will be happy to cheer for you alongside your mom.
Good luck! Enjoy it. And, yes, definitely have your name on the front of your shirt so everyone can cheer for you!
runforrest - your H is being an asshole. I hope he's not like this usually. And I am so sorry about your dad. What a wonderful way to memorialize him.
FWIW, I was a spectator at several marathons before running them myself and didn't realize how exciting and emotional it is even for the people who are watching. I think when your H gets there he will see just what an incredible thing it is you're doing.
And I ran Chicago back in 2005. It's an awesome marathon with kick ass crowd support. Even if your H continues to be a dickbag, you will be surrounded by people who will cheer the shit out of you. Make sure you write your name somewhere on your shirt or arms!
Thank you.
And no, he is usually pretty awesome, but for some reason, he is always difficult when it comes to watching me run a race. Normally I just go by myself but I NEED my family there this time and the kids love going to watch the runners. And I don't think it is weird that my mom wants to come now. She was unsure for awhile, probably because of emotions and stuff. I ordered a special racing bib to wear on the back of my shirt with a photo of my dad and I on my wedding day, so that may upset her a bit, but I need a piece of him with me.
It's just so frustrating because this whole thing has been really emotional for me, and I just want some hugs when I finish, you know? The only thing that has really gotten me through the long runs has been thinking about how my dad would've been there cheering me on, and that I'm doing this for him. And I've explained all this to my H, and he knows it too, so I just don't get why he has to make it about him.
I think part of it has to do with the fact that it's emotional for him too, because it makes him think about his dad, but that doesn't mean he gets to be a dickwad.
Dd woke me up at 4:15 this morning because "she couldn't sleep and was scared"...aka, please turn my tv on since you have the remote for it in your room so I can't turn it on myself. I never went back to sleep. I'm tiiiiiirrrrreeeeddddd.
Also, I need new bras desperately but according to the "new" way to measure, the size I should be wearing is impossible to find in a store. I'm cheap and lazy and don't want to pay a million dollars for a bra that I will probably have to return. FWP.
Yes, and that's what I told him. But that turned into "well, she can't walk as fast, so it's going to slow us down", and "I can't possibly meet my friend if your mom is there." Which is stupid bc my mom has met this friend several times.
It is SO EFFING ANNOYING.
It is just ruining the moment for me, you know? And it's still two weeks away. And I will end up feeling guilty about the whole thing, which is bullshit.
Do not feel guilty. He needs to step up, shut up, and be more supportive! What you are doing is amazing. Don't let him ruin it for you.
runforrest - your H is being an asshole. I hope he's not like this usually. And I am so sorry about your dad. What a wonderful way to memorialize him.
FWIW, I was a spectator at several marathons before running them myself and didn't realize how exciting and emotional it is even for the people who are watching. I think when your H gets there he will see just what an incredible thing it is you're doing.
And I ran Chicago back in 2005. It's an awesome marathon with kick ass crowd support. Even if your H continues to be a dickbag, you will be surrounded by people who will cheer the shit out of you. Make sure you write your name somewhere on your shirt or arms!
Thank you.
And no, he is usually pretty awesome, but for some reason, he is always difficult when it comes to watching me run a race. Normally I just go by myself but I NEED my family there this time and the kids love going to watch the runners. And I don't think it is weird that my mom wants to come now. She was unsure for awhile, probably because of emotions and stuff. I ordered a special racing bib to wear on the back of my shirt with a photo of my dad and I on my wedding day, so that may upset her a bit, but I need a piece of him with me.
It's just so frustrating because this whole thing has been really emotional for me, and I just want some hugs when I finish, you know? The only thing that has really gotten me through the long runs has been thinking about how my dad would've been there cheering me on, and that I'm doing this for him. And I've explained all this to my H, and he knows it too, so I just don't get why he has to make it about him.
I think part of it has to do with the fact that it's emotional for him too, because it makes him think about his dad, but that doesn't mean he gets to be a dickwad.
I'm glad he's not like this usually. I wonder why he has such a hard time supporting you during races?
I'll send long distance hugs your way and keep my fingers crossed that he gives you tons of real-life ones too.
I just don't understand the up-my-ass crack shorts that practically show full cheek. I mean, their underwear (if they are wearing any) has to be be all bunched up in there and giving them a major wedgie.
Post by Jenniatonu on Sept 30, 2014 14:57:51 GMT -5
I love working with and coaching middle schoolers, but I hate it too.
Our 8th grade cheer team looks AMAZING this year. We are/were planning on competing this year too, which is a big deal.
However, they keep self-destructing themselves. We've lost 1/2 our girls in the summer when they didn't like their coach/we pushed them harder than ever. Then that coach quit, I took over 8th (on top of 6th.) and we have now lost 2 girls since games started. I have one that will last the season, but not do competitive.
All because now "their friends quit." "It's not fun not having my friends here." "Girl Y used to be my best friend, but now she just criticizes me all the time, at school." "Girl Z is too bossy!" And then I get captain Joe Schmoe saying "I think captain Jane Doe is your favorite." And Captain Jane Doe saying she thinks Joe is. (Captains were picked by the original coach. I never would have done captains at this age.)
We have a girl who is in a BAD relationship, and is always crying, and another who lies to her parents to get attention, and a girl who lies about practices so her parents think she is with us, when she isn't.
Blah. I just want to smack them silly. They are GOOD. They are the best cheerleaders this school has seen in years. Yet none want to do high school cheer, because they don't like each other. I just can't deal with this. DRAMA. They are at that crossroads of doing what they really like, and doing what their friends like. I don't want to see them waste this talent because their friend quit, or they don't think they are a favorite, or they hate their captain.
Wow, sorry for the novel. This has been bothering me lately.