*We have 2 neighbors with the same first name: the gun nut and a guy who sits on his front porch and whittles. So we have dubbed them "Gun Nut Ron" and "Whittling Ron." Not to their faces. But they're both retired, so I usually see one or both of them when I take a walk, so if I have anything to report to Tim, I have to clarify which Ron I mean, so they got descriptors attached to their names. (I haven't seen Whittling Ron in a while. I hope he's okay.)
That's very Park and Rec.
Since 2004, I have had no sympathy at all for wrong-headed fuckwittery. Don't care if I find you personable: I have no sympathy if your party affiliation sells me down the river. None.
In the nearly 10 years that we have been together I have managed to turn TCG into an Italian food snob. Last night's dinner was not very good, and we are reminded that while my in-laws can usually be trusted on recommendations for a good restaurant, we should not trust them when it comes to Italian restaurant recommendations.
I think I've discovered why I stopped reading. Apparently, if you wear the reading glasses, it makes it fun again. I've spent the morning reading. Haven't even eaten yet. Crazy. Like I was a kid again.
Yay, glasses! What are you reading?
Tripwire. It's from the Jack Reacher series.
My Mom uses support/compression socks from Jobst to help keep her venus stasis from leading to edema. Jobst these days is about 18 bucks a pair. Is there another brand anyone can rec that is less expensive that would provide the same level of support/compression?
I know of no brands that are cheaper than that, compression hose are damned expensive.
Can I get some calm~ma? I'm trying not to freak out/beat myself up over being several thousand in debt. I'm managing it, but it will take a few years to pay down, and I'm still tweaking my budget to make sure I don't get back into debt.
I'm kicking myself because it took a good two years to get into this situation and it was only a few months ago that I got past the denial and started dealing with it. That's what's making me want to beat myself up. I feel like a shitty person for having gotten into this situation and for not having done something to get out of it sooner.
Unless you're learning coping and organizational strategies from your contemplation of the past, let it go (let it go-o!) Yeah, easy as saying it, I know.
I feel like a shitty person for having gotten into this situation and for not having done something to get out of it sooner.
Oh, Anne, that doesn't make you a shitty person. Avoiding dealing with financial stress and bullshit isn't the most mature thing to do, but I bet every person here has stuck their fingers in their ears chanting LALALALALALALA when faced with money woes.
