Tracy ,'The Message'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Oh Frank, I'm sorry. Moving is usually a drag but in unpleasant circsumstances it's the worst.
I got dragged to a principal's meeting (NOT a principal nor is it my goal) and I said two things that offended the principals. It's the second time this week that, in exasperation, I told it like it was to higher level district staff. I need a shock collar, like a dog, for meetings so that whenever I begin to speak I get zapped and I shut up.
That's so hard, Frank. I'm glad you don't have to worry about looking for a new place for a bit. Paying movers to do some of the packing for you is worth it, imo.
Frank, I'm glad you have a place, and I hope you get everything there soon.
Ugg, Kat. My boss at my last job would sometimes look at me and say, "Well?" because of my habit of describing the elephant in the room.
Paying movers is money well-spent towards mental health, I say!
Y'all, my new (white, and I'm wearing them before Memorial Day - not by much, but still, I'm a rebel) jeans fit me in the waist, the hips, and length, all at once! Banner day for wardrobe of -t.
Kat - I understand what you mean but part of me is saying, "Go Kat - speaking Truth to Power!"
Woo, -t!
Frank, I'm glad you found a good, if not perfect, place to move into. Moving is the worst in the best of circumstances.
By age 5 I didn't have a bedtime because before my parents got to the point of thinking "isn't it time for her to go to bed" i'd just...get tired and go to bed. I also got up without an alarm and would pour myself cereal into a bowl and then play/read/watch TV until my parents got up.
Yeah, that was me, too. I made my own bedtime and woke up super early, but wasn't allowed into my parents' room until the alarm went off at 7. I would amuse myself in my room for hours. I do sort of wonder if being able to amuse oneself is an only child thing. A well-raised only child thing, at least. Or our parents were just lucky!
I am so happy not to be at work today.
#feargullo
I shared a room with my sister until I went to college, and there were at least a few times when we'd both be awake at night and just play cards or something quiet. Though mostly I, at least, slept. Mornings we could go out to the living room and kitchen before our parents were up.
When I was in college, my mom started getting me mini pizzas to heat up in the toaster oven for breakfast, because I would eat them. So I guess my eating breakfast was an issue before that? But I don't remember what the deal was.
Strap in.