Post by schitzengiggles on Feb 4, 2014 9:07:03 GMT -5
DH is taking the kids to a friend's cabin for a "daddy & kids weekend" with a couple of other guys and their kids, from Saturday morning-Sunday midday. I will have the whole house to myself. OMG. This week cannot go by fast enough.
Post by LeggsBenedict on Feb 4, 2014 9:07:57 GMT -5
recently, every time someone sits next to me on the train, they hover over me in the aisle and then plop down huffing, presumably because i didn't move my bag for them. um, hi? acknowledge me so I know you want to sit there and I will happily move my bag for you? I can't tell if you're standing there because of aisle congestion or you want to sit there, and you can see that I'm reading. come on.
Every morning my boss and I have the same interaction. She walks in the office, sees me, and immediately says: What's wrong? Are you ok? And my response is always: yes. We have had closed door conversations about how she can stop constantly asking me if I am ok. I AM ok. I just don't look like this: when I am concentrating/ when I'm in my office.
That is so annoying. I feel your pain. It's like when an extrovert can't understand an introvert's silence and just assume that something is wrong. Why does something have to be wrong just because someone doesn't feel like talking?!?!
I'm trying to come up with a good response besides: Boss, you ask me this every day. I promise, PROMISE, you will be the VERY FIRST TO KNOW if anything is ever wrong with me.
It really irritates me when people will stand at my desk, stare at my breakfast/lunch and comment on what I am eating. For instance R just came by and said "yikes that is a lot of yogurt, should you be eating that much?"
WTF?! Dude, it is one serving of lowfat yogurt just because it isn't in a yogurt cup doesn't mean it is too much, screw off!
Yesterday I had a salad, it was a lot of lettuce with tomato, cucumber and red onion. A woman who works across from me said "WOW that is A LOT of salad, I can't believe you can eat all of that."
Aw, eddy, I'm sorry you're having a rough day. I'm sure Leo doesn't think you're a worthless mom, you're working your hardest to make things great for your kids. I hope this new part time prospect works out for you.
The pup is way more attached to me than to my H. I'm hoping this goes away because she cries so much when I leave, and when H leaves she gives no fucks.
It really irritates me when people will stand at my desk, stare at my breakfast/lunch and comment on what I am eating. For instance R just came by and said "yikes that is a lot of yogurt, should you be eating that much?"
WTF?! Dude, it is one serving of lowfat yogurt just because it isn't in a yogurt cup doesn't mean it is too much, screw off!
Yesterday I had a salad, it was a lot of lettuce with tomato, cucumber and red onion. A woman who works across from me said "WOW that is A LOT of salad, I can't believe you can eat all of that."
People need to mind their own business *end rant*
I'd be all "Really? REALLY? How on earth do you think it's appropriate to comment on what I'm eating?".
And wait for their stunned silence or embarassed "I'm sorry's". I'm kind of a bitch like that though.
I woke up this morning and my hangover is gone but now I have a fucking cold. WHAT THE FUCK. blahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.
Also, holy crap, was PSH's death intentional? News this morning said they found fifty glassine bags of heroin in his apartment, along with some cocaine. He was supposed to pick up his children on Sunday, so it seems unlikely he'd have planned a bender, so was he deliberately trying to kill himself?
I am kinda starting to wonder this as well.
Also it is depressing as hell that someone who can be clean for 23 years and then still die in this manner. It is like you can never truly kick the habit.
We have a very small fridge at work for our snacks. Some one has had a tray of half open/eaten walnuts for months and it's taking up half of the 3 shelves we have. I'm annoyed by the space being taken up and that someone would think that they need to put nuts in the fridge.
DH is taking the kids to a friend's cabin for a "daddy & kids weekend" with a couple of other guys and their kids, from Saturday morning-Sunday midday. I will have the whole house to myself. OMG. This week cannot go by fast enough.
I don't know you but I'll go ahead and RSVP for my DH and DD here.
I am so over this snow! We got about 8 inches yesterday, expecting 3 tonight and more this weekend. I really need warmth and sun.
I really want to go shopping but we're trying to reign in our spending until we buy a house.
M has already started working on what kind of birthday party she wants (Frozen) and who she wants to invite (friends from school). Her birthday is not until July.
I stayed up til 3:30am last night. I am SO. TIRED. Coffee isn't even helping.
I used to be one of those people who loved living where the weather changes every season. I'm so over it. I seriously want to move. My H is on board. Just not for another 2 years.
And I'm laughing at myself because I used to get annoyed by people who complained about the weather.
Also, holy crap, was PSH's death intentional? News this morning said they found fifty glassine bags of heroin in his apartment, along with some cocaine. He was supposed to pick up his children on Sunday, so it seems unlikely he'd have planned a bender, so was he deliberately trying to kill himself?
I wondered the exact same thing when I heard that on the news yesterday.
Also, holy crap, was PSH's death intentional? News this morning said they found fifty glassine bags of heroin in his apartment, along with some cocaine. He was supposed to pick up his children on Sunday, so it seems unlikely he'd have planned a bender, so was he deliberately trying to kill himself?
I wondered the exact same thing when I heard that on the news yesterday.
I don't know, though.
I was talking to my dad about this this morning and addicts who fall off the wagon think they can handle the same amount as before they got sober.
My guess is he bought a lot and had a lot, but that his intention was to use but not to kill himself.
I'm sorry for all of you who are dealing with crappy weather right now, but I LOL every time someone says they got XX inches last night. At this rate, I'll never grow up.