Spike's Bitches 47: Someone Dangerous Could Get In
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I think Craigslist lessens my faith in humanity more than people who cannot figure out a four-way stop.
I offer a thing and clearly state it's location. Someone expresses interest. I say that someone else contacted me first but I will let them know. "Ok, I don't think I could get to Lake Oswego but thanx anyway" I PUT THE LOCATION IN THE M'EFFIN AD.
And the weirdest complaint I might have in my entire move - I have a bunch of candles. A few that have moved a lot with me. But it's summer and I'm going to the desert and I am culling down. So I am burning a candle that has smelled nice for years. The actual candle smelled nice earlier before I lit it. Now? It doesn't seem to smell at all. Worst "I am sorry I probably cheated on you but I bought you a yummy smelling candle and maybe we can look past it" candle ever. At least most of the candles I need to use or find new homes for don't have tragic tales like this one.
Oooh, thunderstorms. Not overhead, but off to the west. It's too warm to have my window open but I can't help it. Thunderstorms!
I need to get the dining room table under control and then freecycle that bitch. It'll be box central. (thanks, o-a)
High fives! Team Bitches! We got each others backs! Hive mind has all the answers.
o_a, you climb a fair amount of ladders, yeah?
Ha. Um. I wish. No can do on the crutches. But the stairs we have at work are about as close to a ladder as you can get and still be stairs. I just happened to put a digital level on them today. It look like the pitch of regular stairs is about 23-25º. The one set of stairs is 35º. The second set is 51º! The steps are steep, and tall. Not easy for me to do. Between the diffiuclty of climbing them, and the tension of not wanting to fall, yeah, that probably adds to the muscle tightness. Although, today, after doing the stretches and then climbing the stairs, didn't have as much pain/soreness/tiredness after. So, Thanks Erin_O!
I never know why my calves are tight (except for right now, a few days after a 10 mile hike in relatively new barefoot-style shoes. ooooow)...but they pretty much always are regardless of my activity level. All that walking and standing I suppose ;P Poor calves.
ION I got fantastic news about my wee troubled sister! Her Mom's plan to cut out the sneaking around by moving it above ground (with both of the tragic lovers and all the parents sitting down together to discuss the situation) actually worked rather well- the guy didn't want to admit to his parents that he'd been continuing the relationship, so he broke up with her. Now my poor sister is utterly heartbroken. While I'm sorry that she's so sad, I'm also thrilled that HE has broken her heart and ended that situation. Good chances that she can now move on. Plus, thanks to all the legal shenanigans and the fact that his mom teaches at my sister's school (whole world of awkward, it's a teeny tiny small town) she'll be transferring to a different school district for Junior/Senior year which she thinks is the end of the world, but i know (since I did the exact same thing, but for different reason) that the restart could be the most amazing thing ever for her and i've totally been singing the praises of fresh start and being the super awesome new kid. Yay!
And that good news about my sister? So well received after a brutally awful day at work. Of course I can't talk about any details, but I think I can convey some of the horror by explaining that I'm still in training for Police Dispatch and last night one of my nets got so slammed that my coach took it away from me (humiliating) and then flailed and made significant mistakes (really bad for everyone) and then I got a written Plan of Action which means I'm likely to be kicked out of training after the next 2 weeks unless I can totally impress the coach who basically pushed me out of the way and took over my net last night. The possibility of having my training canned shouldn't be so upsetting...I've flunked out of training before, survived the humiliation, and signed up again for another round of feeling like a tool...but it does. It hurts to be devalued and pushed aside even when I know that I am NOT defined by my job and still a decent person regardless of my job classification. *sigh* Either way I'll still have a secure job as a CallTaker, and I'm super thankful for that and knowing I can continue paying bills and feeding myself and my feline companions, but I'd really like the promotion. More $$$, more variety, way more status in the hierarchy at work. My angst, let me vent it.
omnis, I could have sworn you've mentioned climbing ladders at work before. I was impressed. Given the steepness of the stairs you've calculated, I'm still impressed. I do not like ladders OR very steep stairs, myself. When I was young I would go up stairs on all fours.
erin_o, that's good news about your sister! And good luck with the job. The guy who pushed you aside and then screwed up? Sounds like a tool.
I've been using the cat tree as a sort of barre for stretching. It works quite well, and amuses the cats.
Not a tool at all...the situation was just that crazy that even my coach couldn't keep up. Yet I still got "the look" from everyone else on the floor that I had been pushed out of the way.
Erin, I am so, so glad that your sister is getting a fresh start. I hope that as she recovers from her broken heart, she will make new friends who can show her what a healthy, truly loving (or at least liking) relationship is like in a way that family cannot do while one is a teenager.
As for goings-on at your job, you have my sympathies. I hope it works out much better than expected.
