The drivers on the daily commute lately are about ready to make me lose it. People making tight lane changes at high speed, withOUT blinkers. I've lost count of the times I've had to slam on my brakes.
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The drivers on the daily commute lately are about ready to make me lose it. People making tight lane changes at high speed, withOUT blinkers. I've lost count of the times I've had to slam on my brakes.
Drivers around here - in the far northern Philadelphia 'burbs - seem to be getting crazier, too. I had three near-misses yesterday just driving a few miles to Ace Hardware, then to the library and back home. Maybe ten miles total.Quote:
Originally Posted by Tradd
LOL!Quote:
Originally posted by JaneV2.0.
Clearly, your husband is a long-lost relative of mine.
I am having trouble breathing well today due to baby's position, so of course the big brothers are attached tommy stomach and refuse to let go.
I hate having bum knees, feet and hands. Everything hurts all the time and I can't get anything done or it will make it worse. :(
Texting drivers. Where's Mr. M's club when you need it.
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Bed rest! One week and one day until I am full term.
I was hoping we could get through the day without endless droning motors, but no.
Those itsy bitty labels stuck on fruit. The ones that peel off easily are bad enough but some of them are put on with liquid cement and the skin of the fruit is damaged in trying to get the blasted thing off. >:(
I was really peeved Saturday afternoon when someone's yard guy started mowing. As I was muttering about retired people and taking care of such things during the week, I realized it was my yard guy out there.Quote:
Originally Posted by JaneV2.0
I hate the way he does it, too. He has several customers within a few blocks, so first he mows every yard and then he comes back with the string trimmer maybe two hours later and does all the yards again. Forget taking a nap after he shows up.
And why don't I fire him? I did that one year and the new guy didn't use a string trimmer at all. He tried to do the same job with a riding mower and ran into the house, the shed, some flower pots, and broke a small Rubbermaid bin where I stored my garden tools.
The only answer is to get rid of the grass, and I'll still have to listen to the neighbors' yard guys.
I'm having one of those days that no matter which project I'm working on I run into a wall. Need another part, need more information, need another set of hands. Gah!
Are you people NUTS!!!!???? It rained 3+" within the past few days, all I did was dodge rainstorms since Friday, and this morning you have all watering systems on FULL BLAST at the community garden??? Complete and utter idiots. HOW am I going to keep you from ruining my lilies this year, you fools?
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Within the past two weeks I've placed three orders with Drugstore.com. The one I wanted most and for which I had already waited six days was damaged by UPS and you'd think the order was worth thousands of dollars the way UPS is fussing around "investigating". It was supposed to be delivered yesterday and now it's more like who-knows-when. UPS said they would notify the sender, but I haven't heard a thing from Drugstore.com, so I suspect they don't even know yet. SIGH. Dunno what to do at this point - go out and replace the products if I can find them locally or wait and fume. :(
Fish ponds and cell phones DON'T mix, as it turns out! :(
People who say, "OK?" to end an uncomfortable conversation quickly. It minimizes the significance of my concern and is dismissive. I have started to say, "No. It's not OK." in response, then sometimes go on to explain why it's not OK.
[QUOTE=Florence;77796]lose & loose
Oh, I make that mistake about 50% of the time. I hate making it. I really do know the difference, even if I have to think about it.
Magazines that come in plastic bags. And 'National Geographic' too, for Pete's sake.
I spill food all over, all the time!!! I boil it over, plop it on the stove, muck up the microwave, dribble and drabble. I just want to stay clean!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My boss bought a betta fish for the kid's salon, which hasn't opened yet. The fish is in a small glass goblet--she has no clue on how to take care of it and figures that I'll do it. Of course, I feel sorry for it and have been changing the water (incorrectly, with non-treated room temp. tap water; it's the best I can do there). I can't find any food for it so I'll have to bring in some of my own.
When she decides she's tired of it, she'll flush it down the toilet, just as she did with another betta a few years ago. I don't want another one as keeping one fish correctly is a lot of work. But I can't watch it die in filthy water.
Wow, your boss is a real peach.Quote:
Originally Posted by pony mom
Is it "paid" or "payed" - I never know which is correct as they both seem past tensed to me.
Where's KathyWI, when we need her. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Spartana
Working on Saturday, after a stressful, 60-hour week. Again. Am I peeved? Yeah.
Kara
Please shoot me the next time I talk about buying or selling a house.
We have been trying to sell our old house for six months, paying double mortgages all the while and eroding our savings. We finally got under contract in mid-March, and it's been one dumb thing after another. The buyers took three weeks to get bids on the improvements they want to make (!?). Closing was delayed. And delayed. And delayed. Finally we learned why: Somewhere, between two real estate agents and a mortgage broker, no one ordered an appraisal. And the appraiser won't call our agent back, which means closing will be delayed again....IF the appraisal makes value.
(sound of pug beating head against drywall)
I will be thankful if this goes through; it's hard to sell a house in our market. But for now, I am so VERY tired of professionals who take on so much new work that they can't take care of the customers they HAVE with integrity.
It's 'paid'
It's seven blanking thirty pee em and my neighbor is riding his lawnmower in circles over and over and over directly opposite my window. Apparently, he's a NASCAR wannabe. I can hear him through three layers of ear protection. Guess it's time to redeploy to the other side of the house.
I think it's time to buy an AK-47. Heck, let's go halvesies. The OCD lunatic two doors away ran his lawn vacuum for half an hour yesterday just as I was about to eat dinner. Nothing like tensing up immediately before eating. >:(Quote:
Originally Posted by JaneV2.0
It's paidQuote:
Originally Posted by Spartana
Yeah, that kind of situation definitely activates my inner Ted Nugent--"Let's watch as normally mild-mannered JaneV2.0 finally goes around the bend and starts lobbing grenades toward the source of the noise." For God's sake, can't we have silent, electric powered mowers? If they can make cars that can back over you with barely a whisper, why not mowers? Oh, for the day.Quote:
Originally Posted by Jemima
In fact, let's just do away with lawns entirely. Think of the resources we could save.
I think lawns are among the biggest, stupidest wastes of time in our society, so I empathize.
I have an electric mower and while it's not as loud as a gas-powered mower, it's not silent. It's that big blade scything through the air; it sounds like an industrial fan. I'm not sure there's much that could be done about that unless maybe they try that noise-cancelling technology (the first lawnmower with an external speaker!).Quote:
Originally Posted by JaneV2.0
I had a reel mower (the kind that revolves like a barrel rolling) which I enjoyed using, but it didn't work well on tough grass or high grass and it was not making my life simpler, so I went electric.
Now there is the solution! In my mom's backyard, we replaced the grass with clover. It covers well, doesn't grow very high, needs little maintenance, and withstands "dog visits". I'm thinking seriously of doing something like that in my backyard.Quote:
Originally Posted by JaneV2.0
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Originally Posted by JaneV2.0
Thank you both for the empathy. I needed it today. Sunday, and some fool mowed for two hours, starting at 12:30 PM - again, just as I was about to sit down to lunch. Even the non-religious must enjoy a peaceful, quiet Sunday afternoon, don't they? I can't even figure out what the lunatic was mowing since our lots are 52' x 104' with some end lots just a smidgeon larger. My yard guy does mine in fifteen minutes or less.Quote:
Originally Posted by puglogic
I most definitely agree that lawns are a senseless waste of resources. I haven't got mine all dug up and planted with vegetables yet, but I'm working on it. Let them eat grass!!!
There are some impressive ground covers out there that require much less maintenance than grass: http://www.stepables.com/3/Match_The...t_Started.html
A friend of mine had no lawn at all on her small city lot; it was completely planted in vegetables, flowers, and herbs.
oh this sucks. Our current foster rescue dog went after me this morning, biting and climbing me. This means: doggie heaven for him. We can't place a dog that attacks humans.
Sad, I.L. So sorry to hear that. Hope you're okay?
Am working on that for our front lot, taking my cue from Food Not Lawns by Heather Flores. Still requires some water, but with proper mulching and cultivating, it's still a heck of a lot less than bluegrass.Quote:
Originally Posted by JaneV2.0
I AM ok, miraculously and have no broken skin from his bites.. This dog had no canine teeth, having worn them down at 3 years old (an indicator that something is up with him.) Also, he is a small bulldog at 39 lbs so easier to control than a typical male of this breed.Quote:
Originally Posted by puglogic
He had been exhibiting increasingly dominant/aggressive behavior in the two weeks we had him and I already had a big bruise from where he had grabbed me on the arm last week in a dominant tussle.
I am grateful for the clarity in this morning's event. He was very clearly showing aggression to me, he kept coming at me, and there was no context that made it OK or understandable. The situations that are less clear are agonizing to deal with.
update:
He died an hour ago. RIP Porkchop.
IL I am sorry about Porkchop! That is sad, but it sounds like the situation was pretty clear.
My peeve today is American attitudes about recovery from childbirth. It would have been really nice to have Zach home just for this first week of post-partum recovery. He talked to his teacher at school and, although this week is mostly just listening to the presentations other people are giving, there will be a quiz on those presentations (or no one would attend them) and the teacher will not make any accomodations for Zach and he can't miss class at all this week. He is running himself completely into the ground trying to manage school and take care of me and the kids. Luckily we have friends who are pulling together to help out, but it does make me kind of mad. I went through 34 hours of labor 4 days ago, by the end of which I had been without sleep for over 48 hours. I think its assinine that I can't have my own husband home for one week. One week. That's all I'm asking.
After weeding the back garden, I took my muddy shoes off and tripped over the sliding glass door jamb while carrying a bunch of garden tools. I saw stars and let loose a long string of choice swear words. I think I broke my middle toe of the left foot.
I hope I can get on the shoes I'm wearing for my interview this morning and not hobble too badly!