Post by irene adler on Oct 21, 2015 10:48:29 GMT -5
My sister went wedding dress shopping this weekend. She found a dress she is really excited about at David's bridal--it looked fantastic on her, she looked happy, etc.
She showed her future MIL a picture and her initial response was "oh honey, no. Not a mermaid style, and not from David's bridal. Let me take you to a real boutique in Chicago." My sister was so crushed, and I"m afraid she's going to feel pressured into shopping for a dress that is waaaaaay more expensive than she planned.
The confessional part? I"m afraid my sister, who insists that "it's really important to mom to pay for my dress", will then pressure my fixed income parents into paying for it. Full disclosure--I fully admit (and am a bit embarrassed) that I am still jealous that my parents paid for my sister's college, braces, and a HS trip overseas while I was told "we can't afford it" for the same things.
The confessional part? I"m afraid my sister, who insists that "it's really important to mom to pay for my dress", will then pressure my fixed income parents into paying for it. Full disclosure--I fully admit (and am a bit embarrassed) that I am still jealous that my parents paid for my sister's college, braces, and a HS trip overseas while I was told "we can't afford it" for the same things.
I don't blame you a bit for feeling that way. I'm the same. I had a lot of opportunities in school to travel but they couldn't afford for me to go but found a way to pay for my sister, because "she needed the experience more than you did." WTF ever, mom.
My mom just signed a lease to start oil drilling on her land again. I'm hoping this will be like the last round and she will give me another 5 figure amount of money.
I hung out with a good friend I hadn't seen in a while and her kiddo the other day. She was going on and on about how hard mom life was, I had to help her out a lot with the baby, it was just kind of intense in a way it isn't usually when I see my other mom friends. Then she started putting major pressure on me to have kids. She knows I don't want kids... and given the previous half hour of her complaint session and the baby freaking out, I could NOT understand why she would think this was the time to convince me otherwise. Usually I just brush people off nicely, but since she was being so pushy I started talking about all the ways in which kids suck. That is not something I would normally say to someone who has kids, but whatever man. Back off.
I very nearly told a car salesman to go fuck himself over text yesterday. We bought my car two months ago and part of the agreement was that they'd order a remote starter and install it. The dealership has been dicking me around since then ... I called and they claim to have no idea what I'm talking about; then I called again and they said they ordered the starter and MH could bring it in for an appointment, then he got to the appointment and they had no appointment in the book nor did they even order the part; then they told me that the salesman had to approve the sale so I called him and left a voicemail and he called me back on my work line (even though I told him to call my cell) and left a message; then he didn't answer my calls for about two weeks.
Then I called him earlier this week and he answered (I guess he forgot to avoid my number) and I curtly told him to order the damn part, and mentioned that I haven't called in two weeks because of a death in the family, so he apologized and said he'd get right on it and would update me by COB Tuesday. COB Tuesday comes, no call, so I text and ask WTF is going on. He texts back that he's had a loss in the family and will get to it when he can.
I think he's completely full of shit, and this "loss" is probably, like, his aunt losing her keys or something ... but of course I have to bite my tongue and be respectful in the event that he's actually telling the truth. How convenient that he's dealing with a loss right after I mentioned that I'm dealing with the same thing. I'll call the dealership in a while to see if I can go over his head, but I'm sure it's just going to be another runaround. I'm never getting this damn starter from them.
Now I know why my dad never bought cars from a dealership - he always bought old clunkers from a local guy and drove them into the ground. Didn't want to deal with all their bullshit.
Update: OMG, I just texted the salesman to ask for an update on the remote starter, and he simply texted back "Cars.com." What the ever-loving-fuck does that mean? I hope he's not suggesting that I go out and buy my own starter and pay for someone else to install it, stupid prick.
Jr went to the dentist yesterday and has 2 cavities that need to be filled. We have been telling him for months that he has to do a better job brushing his teeth. He will go in and come out 10 seconds later saying he's done. We have told him if he doesn't brush he will get cavities. Now we have to go get 2 filled. The flameful part... H and I both thought "Good now maybe he will listen to us and take better care of his teeth."
Update: OMG, I just texted the salesman to ask for an update on the remote starter, and he simply texted back "Cars.com." What the ever-loving-fuck does that mean? I hope he's not suggesting that I go out and buy my own starter and pay for someone else to install it, stupid prick.
I would stop this madness now and just speak to whoever manages the location. And force an answer and insist from now on you deal with them and not ahole salesman.
Update: OMG, I just texted the salesman to ask for an update on the remote starter, and he simply texted back "Cars.com." What the ever-loving-fuck does that mean? I hope he's not suggesting that I go out and buy my own starter and pay for someone else to install it, stupid prick.
I would stop this madness now and just speak to whoever manages the location. And force an answer and insist from now on you deal with them and not ahole salesman.
I asked the salesman WTF "cars.com" means and he replied, "Sorry, meant for someone else, I'm working on it."
I don't know what recourse I have if they keep giving me the runaround. I have one of those signed IOU sheets for the remote starter, but what do I do if even the manager won't get this done for me? (Because the people at the dealership I've contacted have also been unhelpful.)
I don't know if this is a disgusting confession, unpopular or whatev. We let both cats sleep with us and last night, boy cat was sleeping on a pillow between H and I. He had his feet on my head and I was turning over to move him and he was turning around at the same time and the fucking cat sneezed in my mouth. Blech, gross...ewww. After 3 cups of mouth wash and 3 bouts of vigorous tooth brushing, I finally stopped gagging.
We had just watched "It's The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown" and this was playing in my head...only worse.
I don't know if this is a disgusting confession, unpopular or whatev. We let both cats sleep with us and last night, boy cat was sleeping on a pillow between H and I. He had his feet on my head and I was turning over to move him and he was turning around at the same time and the fucking cat sneezed in my mouth. Blech, gross...ewww. After 3 cups of mouth wash and 3 bouts of vigorous tooth brushing, I finally stopped gagging.
We had just watched "It's The Great Pumpkin Charlie Brown" and this was playing in my head...only worse.
Ours (well, our original two) sleep in the bed as well. The tabby is good about staying at the foot of the bed, but the little black cat likes to come up to the top and rub in our faces. She also has a tendency to rub her ass in our faces as well. She's shot off her anal gland a few times in the bed (meaning we have to strip the bed at whatever time of night and re-make it with clean sheets), and once it even got on my face and I wanted to throw her out the window.
And the tabby had a two-day sneezing fit a couple weeks ago and sneezed right in MH's face.
So many damn animals in my house. Yesterday the tabby and FIL's mama cat were taking turns crying at NOTHING, and I caught our little black cat dragging her ass across our dining room carpet which is already covered in cat puke stains. I nearly cried, I was so frustrated with all of them. And we were going to replace the carpet with a nice wood floor this fall but of course the shit hit the fan with FIL so now who knows if/when we'll get this done. Especially because MH is insisting on doing it himself rather than just hiring a flooring company.
All these little annoyances lately. I just want to run screaming out of the house and never come back.
Post by Balki.Bartokomous on Oct 21, 2015 14:38:22 GMT -5
I'm wondering how much of the Lamar Odom fiasco was hype vs. legit. I'm also wondering how long it will take for the Kardashians to cash in on his misfortune.
My H spent a lot of money to go see a cirque show while he's in Vegas, so I am in turn spending a lot of money on spa treatments. I got a mani/pedi yesterday, bought a groupon to go floating (haven't scheduled it yet), and on Friday I'm getting a mud wrap and a massage. It's probably twice as much as he spent on his show ticket.
Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed. - G. K. Chesterton
Post by explorer2001 on Oct 21, 2015 15:17:34 GMT -5
Normally I feel like I am very good at my job and I enjoy it. Right now, I just want to run away and never come back. I'm exhausted and overwhelmed. I can't get a straight answer to things. I am getting pulled in a bunch of different directions. There's more but I really can't get into it. I just want to curl up in a corner and cry/collapse/ sleep and not deal with anything more.
I just looked up the OB that I have my next appointment with and realized that she went to med school in the West Indies. I really hope she not the OB on call when it's baby time. Flame away.
Normally I feel like I am very good at my job and I enjoy it. Right now, I just want to run away and never come back. I'm exhausted and overwhelmed. I can't get a straight answer to things. I am getting pulled in a bunch of different directions. There's more but I really can't get into it. I just want to curl up in a corner and cry/collapse/ sleep and not deal with anything more.
Post by spunkarella on Oct 21, 2015 15:30:25 GMT -5
Pom and mbcdefg you are not alone. Cats can be so gross.
The move to our previous house was traumatic for our oldest kitty. He took out his anxiety by peeing on DH's head and pillow while DH was sleeping. Twice.
Jr went to the dentist yesterday and has 2 cavities that need to be filled. We have been telling him for months that he has to do a better job brushing his teeth. He will go in and come out 10 seconds later saying he's done. We have told him if he doesn't brush he will get cavities. Now we have to go get 2 filled. The flameful part... H and I both thought "Good now maybe he will listen to us and take better care of his teeth."
Tman is like this, too, and every time he goes to the dentist, I just KNOW he's going to have cavities. And he hasn't since he was 3, and I just can't believe it. I'm with you. I wish he WOULD get one! (I hope the fillings go okay.)
The Real Estate Agent who sold our house is a very good friend of ours. It was the easiest sale ever. 6 showings in 24 hours and 4 full price offers. Honestly, I get grumbly about giving him a 6% commission.
He's also not being very detail oriented. I'm signing all of the paperwork on my own, on a day that I don't have child care. So my mother has kindly agreed to drive up for the weekend to hang with DD for me. REA JUST texted me to say that the buyers want to do a walk-through at 8:30am on the day of the closing. I'm supposed to sign the closing paperwork at 8am.
Getting my 3 year old, my mom and the dog out of the house by 8:30am is a MAJOR headache. And I'm fucking pissed that I was not presented with two time slot options. And he's being a dick about it.