Hi, friends!
I hope your Monday went well. I made the (wrong) decision to snack on a bag of candy at work and now I’m super sleepy and blah from the sugar rush collapsing.
Did you make any poor choices today? Or recently? Anything as dumb as Trump’s lawyer forgetting a form so he doesn’t have a jury trial?
Whole weekend of way too much drinking & very little eating caught up with me this morning. Coming back to perma-drizzle is not helpful to being motivated & not depressed.
I made a bad decision yesterday. Went to my friends party to celebrate his PhD. Met some nice people, ate some good food including cake. My friend tried to get me to take cake home with me but I was determined to be good and turned down the offer. I regretted it later that night when I had a serious hankering for cake and didn’t have any. 😭🍰
That’s why you always keep a box of Duncan Hines brownie mix in the cupboard.
That’s exactly why I don’t keep a box of brownie mix in the pantry!
Never turn down cake. You have to eat it for those of us who can’t.
Did Confucius say that or Marie Antoinette? Either way, solid advice!
I didn’t look carefully for dog poop before I ran the weed whacker. Fortunately I didn’t get hit by the spray.
Nooooo 💩 I’m glad you weren’t hit by the spray. Once my friend’s dog got sick and had diarrhea on the floor of their condo. Then the rumba went by…
😂🤢
I would be hard pressed to find a good decision amongst all the poor choices I’ve made recently. But rather than collating such a long list, let’s go with a generalized “I ate and drank my way through a business trip last week.”
And then I weighed myself this morning.
I shouldn’t have gone to talk to my parents about the strangers (case workers) calling them.
I knew my dad was going to say no to people visiting, but it was my mom who finally set me off when she kept insisting she wasn’t helpless just several hours after calling me and my sisters today and crying that she didn’t know what to do. Her attempt to ruin my trip. All the crazed calls to my sisters and I. My mom’s hysterical crying. Etc Etc. All the frustrations of the last three weeks came boiling out.
Instead of screaming at them about “I was doing my best to get you the help you need” I just got up and said “I’m done here” and left.
I realize that they were both lucid at that moment. I also realize I am going to have a few more days like this before the end. About the only thing I did smart today was not to say anything more and scream at them (which I wanted to do.)
Musashi Samurai Poet summed it up best… “Death is as light as a feather while duty is a mountain.”
Ugh, yeah. It’s fucking annoying when parents are just assholes about things. I swear my dad’s asshole personality is even worse now with his current liver failure issues.
I think I’m also getting a lot of pity party and weaponized incompetence.
I think walking away with just a couple of words was the right choice, TBH.
Went through that with my dad and currently going through that with my MIL. You did the right thing.
And I will second @brightersideoflife and her use of the term “weaponized incompetence” in the case of my MIL. One minute she’s accusing us of sabotaging her, and the next minute she “needs” help operating her microwave.
After witnessing several occasions where a well-placed consultant has been treating the women at the company like complete shit, I couldn’t take it anymore and reported him. Why is this a bad decision? Because he works very closely with the VP who runs my division. This could easily turn into a situation where I get seriously fucked over.
Document it all like James Comey writing down his encounters with Trump before he was fired. Date it and show it to multiple people you trust. And if you have witnesses you trust, get them to corroborate it too. If you haven’t already, get whoever you contacted to give you a readback in writing with confirmation and what policies they will be following. Paper trails are your friend.
On behalf of the women at your company, thank you for sticking your neck out and not remaining a passive observer. I wish there were more men like you in the world.
If it wasn’t for bad choices, I wouldn’t have made no choices at all.
Except for the one that ended up with me and the Mrs together. That’s when my luck changed.
i hit snooze twice and now i dont have time for breakfast
soo…unless someone decides to have a birthday today and provide me with cake or something
its gonna be 5pm before i has a food of any kind
i can get most of the way on just coffee….but im going to be feeling it come say…3 pm ish
you know….again