I find it incredibly pretentious when people use the word "educator" to describe a teacher (or administrator or whatever) or "physician" to describe a doctor.
I ^o) at least 80% of the time that I read a post that says "Reading that [article/post/etc.] made me cry."
I'm so damn tired this morning. DH whines about how much I disturb his sleep, and yet he's the one that wakes me up a billion times a night... (he moves a lot in his sleep, and I'm a light sleeper already)
I'm toying with the idea of just sleeping in separate rooms for a while. We have a guest room with its own queen sized bed that one of us will sometimes use when the other is sick...
I'm so damn tired this morning. DH whines about how much I disturb his sleep, and yet he's the one that wakes me up a billion times a night... (he moves a lot in his sleep, and I'm a light sleeper already)
I'm toying with the idea of just sleeping in separate rooms for a while. We have a guest room with its own queen sized bed that one of us will sometimes use when the other is sick...
Sleeping in separate rooms is awesome. My grandparents did it for years, and ha a good marriage, it's just worked for them.
DH has a habit of falling asleep on the couch. I used to wake him up, now I don't. Sleeping by myself is lovely.
Post by whitemerlot on Sept 15, 2015 8:42:20 GMT -5
I sleep in the guest room every night. I start by going to bed with my h and reading, when I'm ready to fall asleep, I go in the guest bed. I sleep so much better.
The only reason why I didn't cheat on my husband at a conference was because the guy is a client and I would have jeopardized my job. The fact I am married didn't even cross my mind...
Post by tacosforlife on Sept 15, 2015 8:43:42 GMT -5
"Physician" is actually a very helpful term if you are discussing both someone's physical and mental health, as it allows you to differentiate between her M.D./D.O. and psychologist, who may be a Psy.D. or Ph.D. and thus also a "doctor."
I'm toying with the idea of just sleeping in separate rooms for a while.
I'm this*close to doing that for the rest of my pregnancy. I'm sleeping so badly, I'm miserable. I'm totally overwhelmed at having 10 weeks of this left.
This past weekend we were visiting my parents at the same time as my brother + his fi. The guys went out for a small bach party for my brother, and got predictably obliterated (Calvin actually did not, to his credit, since we had a long road trip home the next day and I'd have been unhappy to have to drive the whole thing if he were too hungover.) Calvin came to bed around 2:30am. At some point between then and ~5am I woke up to pee and discovered that there were, um, 3 of us in our bed: me on my side, Calvin in the middle, and my brother had apparently joined us at some point and was big spooning Calvin. My biggest regret was that I didn't grab a camera. I couldn't get comfortable on my sliver of the queen size bed and probably woke Calvin up in the process of trying. We ended up abdicating for a couch for me, and loveseat cushions on the floor for Calvin. I tried to be a good sport, but at 30 weeks pg, that really sucked.
I'm a former teacher, now working in corporate training. I've described myself as an educator, as I still identify more with that role/skill set more than I do with corporate America. Actually, when they hired me they told me they were looking for an "educator" and not a salesperson (I primarily make sales training materials) so I think I'm ok to identify myself as an educator. However, when I was a high school teacher I only ever called myself a teacher.
Like a PP said, when I worked in a dental school, the doctors identified themselves as MDs, PhDs, DDS, surgeons....whatever. Some were in fact pretentious about the letters after their names, but those are serious titles they earned and it was a necessary classification system so I was ok with that too.
I have a MM confession: I posted last week about negotiating part time hours for a new job. When we got to the salary portion, they were pretty firm with what they would pay, because they had already conceded on the hours.
I took the job, even though the pay is a lateral move (and will probably end up being a bit less than what I'm currently making-- I'm hourly now and am going to a salary. It's tricky to calculate bc I often work extra hours here).
I feel sort of... guilty? crazy? for leaving for the same (or less) pay and more responsibility. But I know what they budgeted for the full time position, and I'm hoping that I can prove myself in the first year and ask for a raise to their budgeted full time salary once they see what I can accomplish in the shorter hours. I also think I'll be happier in the job itself, and it could be a stepping stone to something better, where my current job is a dead end.
I'm so damn tired this morning. DH whines about how much I disturb his sleep, and yet he's the one that wakes me up a billion times a night... (he moves a lot in his sleep, and I'm a light sleeper already)
I'm toying with the idea of just sleeping in separate rooms for a while. We have a guest room with its own queen sized bed that one of us will sometimes use when the other is sick...
Sleeping in separate rooms is awesome. My grandparents did it for years, and ha a good marriage, it's just worked for them.
DH has a habit of falling asleep on the couch. I used to wake him up, now I don't. Sleeping by myself is lovely.
I joked to DH this morning that we should buy (when we eventually buy) a house that has a jack-and-jill setup for two of the bedrooms, and take those as his and hers masters... Very Victorian, but hey, we'd both sleep better.
And, that would solve the problem of trying to find a house with an in-law suite/guest room with en suite - that can just be the normal master bedroom in the house.
I wouldn't mind sleeping separately once in a while, but MH gets all mopey and "You don't love meeee???" when I suggest it.
He doesn't travel for work at all, and the only time he spends the night elsewhere is when someone has a bachelor party or something (and now that all our friends are married, those days are over). He said a couple days ago, "I don't sleep well when you're not around, anyway."
Meanwhile I'm just biting my tongue and nodding along because I have a couple work trips coming up where I get a hotel room to myself.
"Physician" is actually a very helpful term if you are discussing both someone's physical and mental health, as it allows you to differentiate between her M.D./D.O. and psychologist, who may be a Psy.D. or Ph.D. and thus also a "doctor."
But -- like many of us I see a few "physicians" (primary care, derm, OB/GYN, allergist) so even if I drew a "physician" line to differentiate from Psy.Ds/Ph.Ds -- it isn't going to necessarily clue anyone in to which of my many MDs I'm talking about. So I kind of have to say "my dermatologist" or whatever anyway.
I should also say, while I have no objection calling a Psy.D. or Ph.D. "Dr. Smith" to his or her face (when I'm talking to him/her in a professional context) I think it is a bit douchey for non-physician people with doctorates to be offended that someone doesn't call them a doctor. Like, if I said "I'll talk to my doctor about changing the prescription" to a Ph.D. therapist and s/he got offended that they aren't also "my doctor" to me, I'd think they *might* want to get over themselves a bit.
I'm too much of a 'fraidy cat to watch scary movies. But sometimes I'm curious how they end so I go onto IMDB and read the plot summary. I just did this with The Visit.
Well hello, cosmos. Are things OK with you guys overall?
They actually are going well. No issues and I have no desire to disrupt my life. But I've come to the realize while I love my husband, I'm not in love with him anymore and maybe never was. I don't care that we barely have sex.
So when I met someone with whom I have incredibly chemistry, I forgot what that felt like and almost caved (and he didn't make it easy to stay strong). I never had that feeling for my husband like I did for this guy (although I did for my first love, who I still think about every now and then). But I can't disrupt my life for sex....
Welcome back cosmos. Sorry you're dealing with this. But...is it a full enough life for you without sex? It's not wrong to want more even if things are "going well." Do you think you could ever have that feeling with your DH?
Post by tacosforlife on Sept 15, 2015 9:37:35 GMT -5
I just think you're putting way too much thought into the "physician" thing. Also, context can matter. I deal with medical records every day. Sometimes it's not even clear from the records what a physician's specialty is, so it just makes sense to say that X's physician prescribed Medicine Y and X's psychologist recommended therapeutic technique Z.
I broke up with a guy after seeing him for a few weeks. He's very nice and generally meets everything on my list, but there was nothing there. No spark, no...anything. I'm pretty sure it's me.
I just think you're putting way too much thought into the "physician" thing. Also, context can matter. I deal with medical records every day. Sometimes it's not even clear from the records what a physician's specialty is, so it just makes sense to say that X's physician prescribed Medicine Y and X's psychologist recommended therapeutic technique Z.
I can see how it can have its place and don't have an objection to *you* using it like you are. What I mean is more along the lines of it bristles me when, say, you ask at a cocktail party what someone does for a living and they say "educator" or "physician." In those kinds of contexts I :^).
I find it incredibly pretentious when people use the word "educator" to describe a teacher (or administrator or whatever) or "physician" to describe a doctor.
Spinning off this, is there a different connotation between saying lawyer and attorney?
My husband is a lawyer; I was recently asked what he does for a living and I said he was an attorney. Thinking about it later, I thought that probably sounded douche and I should have said lawyer.
I don't think you love someone if the thought of hurting them deeply does not give you pause.
even to this day, I feel the most wronged by my dad's lack of consideration regarding the effects his extramarital sex would have on his children. we went from living in a 2-family low income but stable home to chaos and poverty. we all turned out just fine, but life could have been easier. if you have kids and want out, I think you owe it to them to make parting terms as amicable as possible. I really believe in respecting your partner out of respect for your children.
Sometimes at work I use the douchey-est (douchiest?) words possible when interacting with my cw. She never seems to notice that I'm mocking her.
It makes the day more engaging, so that's a bonus
Liked for using the term "douchiest".
I'll pop in later so we can converasate over the deficit of fresh, organic farm to table gluten free donuts made with maple syrup rather than (shudder) white sugar.
Well hello, cosmos. Are things OK with you guys overall?
They actually are going well. No issues and I have no desire to disrupt my life. But I've come to the realize while I love my husband, I'm not in love with him anymore and maybe never was. I don't care that we barely have sex.
So when I met someone with whom I have incredibly chemistry, I forgot what that felt like and almost caved (and he didn't make it easy to stay strong). I never had that feeling for my husband like I did for this guy (although I did for my first love, who I still think about every now and then). But I can't disrupt my life for sex....
I was at the 'content that we RARELY have sex' point just after dd was born and it basically stayed there and xh and I split nearly 4 years later. by that time though we had so many other issues going on that the lack of sex was the least of our problems.
Those are some pretty heady observations and if you guys can talk though them and create a 'good enough' scenario more power to you !