Omg. I thought I was free because he went to take a nap. I opened the fridge and hear "what are you doing? Are you eating? Is this a group activity? Are you going to clean or study? You've wasted your day sleeping what are you doing now? Can we do it together? I want to spend time with youuuuuu. Just like I always do."
(n.b. we now "work" together in that our jobs are taking a class every day all day sitting across from each with only one other student and an instructor to interrupt together time)
Introverts, lovers of sleep and lazy, feel my pain.
Omg. I thought I was free because he went to take a nap. I opened the fridge and hear "what are you doing? Are you eating? Is this a group activity? Are you going to clean or study? You've wasted your day sleeping what are you doing now? Can we do it together? I want to spend time with youuuuuu. Just like I always do."
(n.b. we now "work" together in that our jobs are taking a class every day all day sitting across from each with only one other student and an instructor to interrupt together time)
Introverts, lovers of sleep and lazy, feel my pain.
I'm with Pixy. Can you say "Oh, I'm just about to make some tea" and then slip him some NyQuil?
Omg. I thought I was free because he went to take a nap. I opened the fridge and hear "what are you doing? Are you eating? Is this a group activity? Are you going to clean or study? You've wasted your day sleeping what are you doing now? Can we do it together? I want to spend time with youuuuuu. Just like I always do."
(n.b. we now "work" together in that our jobs are taking a class every day all day sitting across from each with only one other student and an instructor to interrupt together time)
Introverts, lovers of sleep and lazy, feel my pain.
Post by StrawberryBlondie on Mar 6, 2015 11:50:01 GMT -5
Its high school hockey tournament time. Those of you I'm friends with on Fb have probably already seen me rant about this, but its still going on today so I'm continuing to rant. Grown men are congregating in our TV common area engrossed in the games. Like cheering and everything. At work. High school hockey. Come on, people. We're not Canadian. And this isn't the Stanley Cup. Or even the NCAA. Do your damn work and stop making so much noise.
I feel like a jerk because I know some of this is my failure to communicate in a constructive way, but I'm really frustrated with MH. He never wants to do anything in the evening except sit on the couch and watch stupid TV. Like...The Fall and House of Cards are boring to him (HoC he liked last season - this one isn't grabbing him). He'll suffer through them, but under duress only. But he'll watch HOURS of fucking random idiots in Alaska. I just don't fucking care. I don't. Not at all. So instead of paying attention to these asinine TV shows, I'll fart around on my phone.
And then he gets huffy with me because i'm ignoring *him* in favor of my phone.
I'm not ignoring YOU. I'M IGNORING THE TV. If you want me to interact with you, you are welcome to turn off the fucking TV and talk to me. Or propose some other activity. I mean...you wanna play dominos or something? FINE BY ME. But don't expect me to watch this crap and engage with you about it. It sucks.
Like, we almost went to marriage counseling over this exact issue. Oh and we have lots of Americans to catch up on.
For some reason we watched Red Dawn last night. I kept laughing at it.
I feel like a jerk because I know some of this is my failure to communicate in a constructive way, but I'm really frustrated with MH. He never wants to do anything in the evening except sit on the couch and watch stupid TV. Like...The Fall and House of Cards are boring to him (HoC he liked last season - this one isn't grabbing him). He'll suffer through them, but under duress only. But he'll watch HOURS of fucking random idiots in Alaska. I just don't fucking care. I don't. Not at all. So instead of paying attention to these asinine TV shows, I'll fart around on my phone.
And then he gets huffy with me because i'm ignoring *him* in favor of my phone.
I'm not ignoring YOU. I'M IGNORING THE TV. If you want me to interact with you, you are welcome to turn off the fucking TV and talk to me. Or propose some other activity. I mean...you wanna play dominos or something? FINE BY ME. But don't expect me to watch this crap and engage with you about it. It sucks.
H is very weird about when he gets mad at me for being on my phone. If I check it while we're watching a terrible show, no problem. If I check it while we're watching a not-terrible show, it's OK so long as I'm just looking up show info on IMDB. If I check my phone in the car, I'm ignoring him. If I check my phone while he's on his iPad, no problem. If I check it while he's doing his artwork/painting in the kitchen, I'm obsessed with my phone. If I'm on my laptop, it's all good because for some unknown reason, laptop > phone. It's exhausting. I've given him enough grief about the fact that I can't read his mind that he rarely says anything anymore, but I can feel the eye daggers.
Omg. I thought I was free because he went to take a nap. I opened the fridge and hear "what are you doing? Are you eating? Is this a group activity? Are you going to clean or study? You've wasted your day sleeping what are you doing now? Can we do it together? I want to spend time with youuuuuu. Just like I always do."
(n.b. we now "work" together in that our jobs are taking a class every day all day sitting across from each with only one other student and an instructor to interrupt together time)
Introverts, lovers of sleep and lazy, feel my pain.
Post by meshaliuknits on Mar 6, 2015 12:36:32 GMT -5
I'm thankful I have the option to occasionally work from home, but my god, I HATE working from home. Home is for tv and knitting. Work is for work. But NOOOOOO!
I'm thankful I have the option to occasionally work from home, but my god, I HATE working from home. Home is for tv and knitting. Work is for work. But NOOOOOO!
I am terrible at working from home because while I sit at my laptop, all I see are the dishes that need to be done, the stain on the floor that needs to be cleaned, the laundry that needs to be folded, the broken [fill in the blank] for which I need to call a repairman, etc.. Yesterday H worked from home because of the snow, and he just sat in his chair and focused for hours and hours, occasionally getting up to fill his glass or grab a snack. I can't even relate.
Would it be rude to comment "Name names" on a FB rant that goes on and on, unpunctuated mind you, about people on FB being negative, lying and "talking shit behind people's backs"? I really want to. She been doing little messages almost daily and it culminating in today's long rant.
Would it be rude to comment "Name names" on a FB rant that goes on and on, unpunctuated mind you, about people on FB being negative, lying and "talking shit behind people's backs"? I really want to. She been doing little messages almost daily and it culminating in today's long rant.
Nope. Because if she's not naming names then it means she is also going behind someone's back.
I'm thankful I have the option to occasionally work from home, but my god, I HATE working from home. Home is for tv and knitting. Work is for work. But NOOOOOO!
I am terrible at working from home because while I sit at my laptop, all I see are the dishes that need to be done, the stain on the floor that needs to be cleaned, the laundry that needs to be folded, the broken [fill in the blank] for which I need to call a repairman, etc.. Yesterday H worked from home because of the snow, and he just sat in his chair and focused for hours and hours, occasionally getting up to fill his glass or grab a snack. I can't even relate.
I just want to knit and watch Supernatural reruns. Is it asking so much to be paid for that?
I'm thankful I have the option to occasionally work from home, but my god, I HATE working from home. Home is for tv and knitting. Work is for work. But NOOOOOO!
I've never been productive when working from but it's worked well the few days I have done it recently. I finally got my hands on a laptop that connects to the network so I can actually get shit done.
I'm currently in my pajamas working (it's a snow day so this is optional), watching La Femme Nikita, and making tomato soup. I could get used to this.
Its high school hockey tournament time. Those of you I'm friends with on Fb have probably already seen me rant about this, but its still going on today so I'm continuing to rant. Grown men are congregating in our TV common area engrossed in the games. Like cheering and everything. At work. High school hockey. Come on, people. We're not Canadian. And this isn't the Stanley Cup. Or even the NCAA. Do your damn work and stop making so much noise.
are you in MN? My cousin was playing last year (or maybe the year before) and the entire family would be streaming it on their phone/computer because we're not in MN. It was kind of crazy.
Omg. I thought I was free because he went to take a nap. I opened the fridge and hear "what are you doing? Are you eating? Is this a group activity? Are you going to clean or study? You've wasted your day sleeping what are you doing now? Can we do it together? I want to spend time with youuuuuu. Just like I always do."
(n.b. we now "work" together in that our jobs are taking a class every day all day sitting across from each with only one other student and an instructor to interrupt together time)
Introverts, lovers of sleep and lazy, feel my pain.
OMG, H would not survive. How have you managed to not kill this man?
I'm thankful I have the option to occasionally work from home, but my god, I HATE working from home. Home is for tv and knitting. Work is for work. But NOOOOOO!
I am terrible at working from home because while I sit at my laptop, all I see are the dishes that need to be done, the stain on the floor that needs to be cleaned, the laundry that needs to be folded, the broken [fill in the blank] for which I need to call a repairman, etc.. Yesterday H worked from home because of the snow, and he just sat in his chair and focused for hours and hours, occasionally getting up to fill his glass or grab a snack. I can't even relate.
This is me. My days working from home end up being a split of working and housework.
The flipside is my work-work tends to be a lot more efficient because I don't have phone calls and shit bothering me. So that's my justification for also doing laundry.
Its high school hockey tournament time. Those of you I'm friends with on Fb have probably already seen me rant about this, but its still going on today so I'm continuing to rant. Grown men are congregating in our TV common area engrossed in the games. Like cheering and everything. At work. High school hockey. Come on, people. We're not Canadian. And this isn't the Stanley Cup. Or even the NCAA. Do your damn work and stop making so much noise.
are you in MN? My cousin was playing last year (or maybe the year before) and the entire family would be streaming it on their phone/computer because we're not in MN. It was kind of crazy.
Yes. I'm from outstate originally so I get how important hockey is to people. I like hockey, too. But there's no way that many people have a personal connection to the Edina v. Bemidji game, for example.