Rant: Some guy on this train in the car ahead of me pulled his penis out in front of the lady conductor. Now we have to sit here until the cops arrive.
Rant: Making some barbecue sauce and the first step is to fry up some habaneros and red onion in some oil. I essentially maced myself. Rave: My sinuses are clear as fuck right now.
Rant: I think I've mentioned here about my co-worker that's prone to melt downs. Technically, she's my supervisor... in practice, not so much. Somehow we became friends and for lack of a better term she's my "Work-wife." A great deal of my time at work is dealing with her break downs. I never know what's going to set it off, but at least a couple times a month I have to escort her out of the office before she has a full blown crying melt down in front of everyone. Usually I can talk her down and we can return to the office unnoticed after an hour or so. She's a good person, but she's also a walking mental time bomb. Anyone that's ever dealt with a mentally ill person can probably relate. I've done this before, so it's not that big of a deal for me to deal with, but last night she upped the game and sent me suicidal texts. That puts me in a fucked up place trying to figure out if it's a cry for attention or if she's actually thinking about cashing in her chips. I pretty much dismissed her "Poor me" texts last night and conversation at work today and just talked to her as normal. I was dismissive when she said "No one would miss me"....I replied "You know that's not true" and left it at that. I hate dealing with this shit.
Rant/rave: offering on a house tomorrow. Fingers and toes are crossed. We love the house and it's been on the market 2mo in a really hot market. Supposedly they may be receiving another offer this week. I hate this whole process so much...
Rave: They accepted our offer! Rant: mom's first response, "makes you wonder if they'd take less, huh?" She wanted us to lowball hard but i didn't want them to totally decline it. We did offer less than listing. I love to get a good deal but we also need a place to live! I am anxious and indecisive by nature, I cannot live life like that, second guessing everything behind me. Maybe that's why my stress levels go way down when I don't live with my parents, those thought processes are not good for me and I make a conscious effort to be goal-oriented and positive about things. It seems to help me out a lot mentally and emotionally.
RAVE: In the last few days I binge watched season 1 of the YouTube series Impulse. I highly recommend it. RANT: Now I feel like I need a cigarette, and season 2.
RANT: My whole life my blood pressure has been a rock solid 110/70 now suddenly out of the blue 150/90, 160/102, 170/104. I think it's that fucking job because as far as I know I didn't have a problem until I started there. My wife yells at me when I try to tell her that. Apparently she cares more about my income than my health. RAVE: Finally started my own blog and Youtube channel. Hoping at some point I will be able to monetize both. I'm not deluded enough to think it will make me rich, but hopefully it will wind up being a decent side gig to pad my investment portfolio.
RAVE: 3 day work week! RANT: Because I'm getting my nuts cut open and modified on Thursday. *snip snip* RAVE: No kids! RANT: I know it's an easy out patient "surgery" but I'm pretty nervous about it.
RAVE: Took the day off to enjoy a nice 4-day long weekend. Just picked up the makings for some killer sangria, and some gardening/landscape supplies. We're in the middle of what is forecasted to be the worst heat wave of the year, so my plan is to just sit back and enjoy the heat, drink some drinks, and putz around in the yard. No Canada Day parties, just some home-grown BBQ and fun in the back yard.
Rant: I buggered up my back again, and it's probably my fault this time. My symptoms were getting a little worse but I was ignoring them and doing stretches to alleviate them. Then I lifted a carpet cleaner into the back of my car and the rest is history. I was supposed to clean the carpets at my parents rental house as well as the upholstery in my car. Well, looks like those plans are shot in the knees. This shit takes weeks to pass. I may need another epidural. Fuck!
Rant: Came back from lunch this week to find find a "confidentiality agreement" on my desk. No explaination, just left there for me to sign. Reading it, there's several points I strongly disagree with and no sane person would agree to. So after almost 10 years of great performance and reviews, it's going to come down to this. I may very well be unemployed this time next week. Rave: I am amazingly calm about it. My family is 100% behind me and my wife makes enough money that we'll be fine for a while. She's wanted me to resign for the past 6 months anyway because of the stress and the affect on what I'm like when is come home, elevated blood pressure, etc.
Rave: bought some new (to me) furniture this weekend for my new house. Super great prices and now I have a lovely vinyl wicker patio set with new cushions and a luxurious L-shaped leather sectional. And the movers are moving it into the house for me. Score! Rant: can barely walk through my living room with all the extra Furniture in there. Rave: I do claim type work and typically before an employee leaves they go off of intake of new claims two weeks before their stop date. They took me off today, which is about 4 weeks from my stop date. That means I'm in wrap-up mode and can take off as much leave as I need to during this time. Easy peasy. Claim work is like a tide that never stops coming in. Well bitches, my tide has officially stopped. Yes!
Update ( because someone asked ): Rant: I decided to give two week notice, didn't go as well as it could have, so I said "fuck it" and walked today. Rave ( I guess ): Family is happy. And I started Summer vacation 3 weeks early.
Rave: Took a long shot and texted a guy I know with a really cool store to let him know I'm available if he wants some part time help. He responded "Let's talk" so I may be able to make a little extra cash doing something I enjoy for once. Rave: Have a good chance at another job with potential for good money and great benefits that will still leave time for my hobbies and attempts at writing a book. It'll just take 5-6 months to go through the process of training. It's all working out so far, and I feel better mentally and physically.
Rant: I'm so dumb I don't even deserve my spine. The lesson learned this weekend is don't play with kids, just observe them playing. I hopped less than an inch off the ground three times in an attempt to jump rope with my niece and nephew but stopped due to back pain. And now I can barely walk. I have a really hard time doing nothing but that's what I need to be doing to be getting better.
Rant: today's storm took out a dead mimosa tree behind the shed and it ended up falling and causing damage just like I said it would. Repeatedly. It took out a corner of the shed and fell on the riding lawn mower. This could have been avoided with proper maintenance. I used to love to be able to say I told you so.... I'm supposed to show this house for a potential renter this weekend. What a mess.
Rant: So I got rear-ended two Sundays ago. Yesterday was the soonest I was able to bring it in for repairs and in the meantime I'm driving a rental car provided by my insurance - I ended up with a Nissan Altima. What a garbage car. For starters this is the first car I've ever driven with a CVT and good grief it's awful. I can't get any sense of how the car's going to accelerate because acceleration doesn't seem to correspond to the RPMs and it just sucks. The steering is trash too. It's stupidly heavy when it's just accelerating; my 1985 Fiero with non-power steering is lighter to steer from a stop. Of course it does lighten up you accelerate but since it's all electric it's still vague and sloppy. The interior sucks too with shitty infotainment controls. I hate this thing. Thankfully the damage to my car wasn't too bad and it'll be fixed by next Friday.