1. I hate my roommate. I cannot wait to move into my new place. I told her 2 weeks ago (or more?) that I was going to break the lease, and that move-out date would be mid-september to october. I told her TODAY (the day after finding out my offer was accepted) that move-out day would be September 15. That's 45 days notice. So she starts b*tching about how she's glad she's already lined up places, because i told her october (I didn't, i said maybe september, possibly october), and that she won't pay double rent to to accomodate me. So it turns out she's looking at a place tomorrow that has a move-in date of September 1st. Ummm, EXCUSE ME? Was she planning on just moving out? Paying double rent? God I hate her. She is the most incosiderate self-centered person I have ever met.
I have poison ivy on my face for the second time this summer. It looks awful. The dr. put me on prednisone (sp?) to reduce the swelling and hopefully help it clear up faster. It's starting to get better, but it still sucks.
To add to my lovely poison pizza face, I'm also really tired because our beaglet had butt problems last night around 2 a.m. and kept me awake for about an hour. So, I have circles under my eyes and the skin that isn't pizza-like is pasty. It's lovely. Really. Fortunately, it's all temporary.
I just have a little complaint. My stomach feels like ass. I'm not nauseated or anything, but it just HURTS and I can't figure out why. I want to go home, but it's so close to the end of the workday that I'm trying to just tough it out.
And when I get home, my house will be a wreck and I don't feel like cleaning it.
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I am 6 months preggo and I am still sick and very tired...heartburn, cramps, nausea. I am getting big and carrying low, so I am already having a hard time getting around real well, but I am still working 3 days per week and chasing a 2 yr old.
We just bought a house and we are moving end of august...I hate packing and such...but I am so excited to have a house where jack has room to play and we have more bedrooms!
there is a new account exec at work and she is really nice, but my boss keeps raving about her and her skills and i feel like then why am i bothering to come to work!! I feel better now!
1. My cat has cancer. I've had to make the difficult decision not to treat it (she is 20 years old, but has always been incredibly active and still looks like a young cat - even my vet can't believe she is 20). This came on very suddenly and is progressing very quickly.
2. I moved to Australia (my boyfriend is here) and now I (unfortunately) have to leave my job with my company in the U.S. I have no visa and have just started looking for a job with a company willing to sponsor me for my visa, and I have a feeling it's going to be really difficult to find one. And I have no idea what I'll do w/o a job.
3. While I love it here, there are definitely adjustments. The shopping sucks, and I came with only two suitcases of clothes, so I am sick to death of everything I have to wear, but can't afford to shop and can't find anything I like anyway. It's also freezing here all the time. And, I know it's petty, but it is also a bummer that I can't find certain products that I'm really devoted to. My moisturizer, my contact lens solution (I'm allergic to most kinds), my favorite kind of candy, my favorite kind of cereal, a decent yoga mat.
Okay, enough whining from me. I'm sorry to hear about everyone's icky luck. RLutz, that is a total bummer! I hope you feel better soon.
I have a roommate complaint. I am close to one roommate - we chat and talk about life, etc. Well a few times last week I made dinner and I invited her to have some about 3x (we're talking like chicken breast and veggies, steak and roast veggies, chicken meatballs w spinach not like cheapo stuff). I then made a low carb cheesecake 2x and offered her some, I figure like ok lets sit down and have a slice together. Instead, she ended up taking pieces to work with her in tupperware and ate the last slice, never offered to make another or chip in to the cost (both times it cost me at least $10 to make). I am also the only supplier of TP and paper towels.
All this I tolerated...
A while back, she borrowed a pair of headphones, I let her borrow a pair that I don't use bc I had bought another. So my new pair broke and I asked for the borrowed pair back. She gives them back saying "Oh I forgot to mention to you that the wire was ripped when you gave it to me" Apparently a piece of rubber slipped and like 1 cm of the copper wire is exposed. I threw them out and she protested saying they were fine to use. I was so mad beyond words I didnt even say anything........ I don't wear headphones with exposed wires! I would have never given them to her like that, the least she could have done was fessed up to breaking them AND offered to make dinner for me AND maybe buy some f-ing paper towels once in a blue. OK vent over.
I went to an endodontist yesterday who informed me I need a thousand-dollar root canal. It cost $100 for the consultation that I swear was not even 15 minutes, AND he was an arrogant jerk to boot. (I will seek a second opinion.)
A friend my DH doesn't love is coming to L.A. for the weekend and wants to get together. She doesn't need to stay with us; she has a hotel, but DH predicts she will change her mind and ask us. It's possible that she might ask, but, what can I do about it until and unless that actually happens? He says I should inform her in advance that she can't stay with us. And I would totally be OK with her staying, in fact would like to have her, but, eh. DH and I always fight over houseguests. In this case it isn't even a likelihood that she'll BE a houseguest but we're snipping about it anyway. And that is so lame.
My stepdad has been in the hospital for more than a week, the fourth time he's been in the hospital in just over a month since he broke his leg in a work-related accident. His employer is being a complete a-hole. First the worker's comp administrator delayed approving surgery to repair his leg for FIVE DAYS, when it should have been done immediately after the accident. Gee, no wonder he's back in the hospital. They actually had someone parked in front of their house with a video camera to make sure he isn't faking his injury. And by the way, he was a frigging hero, who broke his leg protecting CHILDREN, and they're all treating him like he's a criminal. Except the hospital staff: we love them. But I'm absolutely infuriated by the whole situation, and while I'm sure he will recover, it's certainly taking a long time at his age (60) and he doesn't deserve all this suffering and harassment. Oh, and his daughter, my younger stepsister, is being a spoiled brat. She won't do anything to help him or my mom, and I just want to smack her silly.
- My roommate buys groceries in bulk. We live in a 2 bedroom house. The refrigerator is NOT THAT BIG. We're talking 2 gallon sized jugs of milk, six dozen eggs, 3 liter sized bottles of soda. Annoying.
- Two weeks ago, he asked me if I was ever going to move my cd off the top of the stereo. Excuuuuuse me. But your sh*t is all over the freakin house (ie motorcycle helmet, shoes, playstation, laundry to be folded, etc.)
- We don't have a dishwasher. And he thinks rinsing his dishes and giving it a scrub makes it clean. Nevermind that all your dried on food didnt come off.
Janey - My roommate buys in bulk too. Bulk backs of frozen fruit, bulk cartons of egg substitute, etc. Oh, and she has used up all of our outside storage, most of the indoor storage, and left me ONE shelf in the linen closet (there are like 6 shelves in there).
one of my (middle aged male) clients called my cell last night at 9pm. Who the hell calls someone at 9 on a Friday?! He didn't even want anything, I think he was just bored and wanted to chat. He's starting to creep me out a little.
I have also decided that I need a raise. I love my job to pieces and won't leave, but I do way to much work and deal with way too much nonsense to be making what I make. Of course I work for the state and the governor decided that we're headed for the next great depression, so I doubt more money will be coming my way anytime soon.