Got rear-ended at a stop light today and can no longer open my trunk. Not sure how this is going to pan out yet. Oddly enough, this isn't the first instance of reckless driving I've seen in the last few days despite the roads being more empty, open, and free than ever before. It feels like people are somehow getting worse on the roads. Boggles the mind.
Feeling deeply unwell. It's not the virus, but much more likely normal allergies up to 11 + either a cold (likely) or strep throat (semi likely, step brother had strep when I was over at mom's making her some bread, and he was closeby since I needed him to be tall and grab shit from top shelves)
I hate being sick. I don't wanna. I wanna be roleplaying, but instead I'm deep into nyquil and trying to exist enough to stock comms in game and sleep irl.
Bookbinder by trade! Designer of most other things.
Everything sucks. I'm sick, and it's definitely some plague or other, but the soonest appointment I can get is Tuesday. Lots of small things still suck, but I'm so tired of complaining, so I'm just not going to today.
Czixi, the Welkin murmurs, "Fight on, My Effervescent Sylph. I will be with you as you do."
Aian Lerit'r, Lead Schematicist exclaims to you, "A *paperwork* emergency, Chairman!
Woke up to this most potent, cat-like musk smell at 2am. Searched high and low for any sign that the cat decided to urinate in the bedroom instead of using her litter box (which would be massively uncharacteristic) but could find no such signs anywhere. Struggled to get back to sleep and vowed to wash all the sheets once I got home from work.
Get home, and the smell as migrated into the living room where I expect the cat has been all day. Called the vet about it, and apparently this has to do with a secondary gland that isn't oft used, but possibly by be more readily expressed with age when frightened/surprised. It permeates -everything-, so hopefully it will just be this one off. The vet did tell me that if it becomes a regular occurrence, I might need to bring her in to have that gland "expressed" professionally now and again if I don't want to deal with it 24/7. To which I can only think:
So I apologise if I'm a little moodier than usual for the next while. I got pulled into the office at work today for the usual 'zap your forehead, ask about covid' stuff, and then given the sad news that one of the managers, all of whom I have worked closely with for three years now, had passed away yesterday unexpectedly from a heart attack while out hiking with his son. He was only his late 40's, and there's just so many levels of sad with it right now that I may have a rough time being a pleasant person, or possibly avoid logging in when I can't deal with that on top of the random game-related drama lately.
So, sorry.
Czixi, the Welkin murmurs, "Fight on, My Effervescent Sylph. I will be with you as you do."
Aian Lerit'r, Lead Schematicist exclaims to you, "A *paperwork* emergency, Chairman!
I've been out of work since February. I had enough sick/vacation time and time under FMLA and various relief programs that my work was willing to cover up until third week of March, no questions asked, and I've been working to both get better and get a short-term disability claim rolling with the company that serves as intermediary between my employer and me for such things.
Today, I got a letter informing me that they had rejected the short-term disability insurance claim on the grounds that I, an employee with 100% phone-contact based job duties (that I tried twice to seek alternatives that didn't involve phones), was not sufficiently disabled by excessive coughing and shortness of breath (Which was, however, sufficient to justify the absence itself) brought on by strenuous activity or extended talking, to warrant a short-term disability insurance claim.
I now have to figure out how to pay my power bill, internet bill, rent, credit cards, car payment and insurance, plus all of the medical bills I've racked up treating the cough and shortness of breath keeping me from working. With $2 US in my bank account.
The only proper description for my emotional state right now is impotent incandescent fury, and I feel like that falls several orders of magnitude below my immediate reaction.
Fourth month of more or less isolation thanks to covid ( and being risk group ) is slowly getting to me. I miss people. phone calls and internet voice chats just can't replace this. I do count myself lucky, because my job actually has picked up in business even more, but sitting at home all time (because allergies + covid = not really meeting people at all). I can't wait for allergies to be done so I can actually safely hang out with people again
Had an accident and sprained my ankle and knee. I can barely walk, and live alone now that the kids have moved out. So now I'm stuck here, unable to go anywhere, with no way to get needed supplies. Hurts like heck too. My entire leg and ankle are so swelled that the skin looks like it's going to burst.
Fourth month of more or less isolation thanks to covid ( and being risk group ) is slowly getting to me. I miss people. phone calls and internet voice chats just can't replace this. I do count myself lucky, because my job actually has picked up in business even more, but sitting at home all time (because allergies + covid = not really meeting people at all). I can't wait for allergies to be done so I can actually safely hang out with people again
I'm finally able to leave the house a bit more and see friends, and I feel like I'm missing three months this year. They just vanished. My brain is like... why is it now summer? It was just winter! Anyway, hugs!
Chubby cat has surgery scheduled. It's covered (I'll pay for the covering in the future with a hell of a lot of stress and guilt, but it's covered). Rave that she is able to get surgery? Deep rant because holy shit I'm terrified of her going in for surgery. What if something goes wrong. What if there's a lot more wrong. Both cats? I can't, absolutely can not
Bookbinder by trade! Designer of most other things.
Chubby cat has gone to surgery. The surgery was expensive. The surgery was covered. I will be paying it back in crushing guilt and other stuff. But it's covered. It was less than the estimate, although more than we'd hope.
She had two lumps. They got both out, hopefully. Both will be biopsied. She is Grumpy, according to the vet. I'd be as well.
Husband's lip started swelling for no reason while we were waiting for the vet to call. So he's at the doctor's office. More cost. But medicare doesn't charge right away, so...money problems in a few weeks. Joy. Hopefully it's nothing.
Overwhelming anxiety and panic attacks are constant. Made even worse because I know a friend is worse off than me, and I really don't want to burden them. I can't burden people. It's fucking wrong and terrible.
The cat will come home around 630 tonight, hopefully.
Bookbinder by trade! Designer of most other things.
Made even worse because I know a friend is worse off than me, and I really don't want to burden them. I can't burden people. It's fucking wrong and terrible.
I don't like doing things like this, but I feel like it needs to be done? You know yourself and your situation and your friend and their situation better than I do, and feeling like you don't want to burden someone else is valid, as is acknowledging that someone is in a worse place than you are.
This isn't really aimed at you specifically, by the way, but at anyone who feels like this. Someone else being worse off than you does not mean that your position or situation or emotions are not bad, and someone else doing better than you does not mean you are not doing well. It is okay to be upset when you are in a bad situation or place or emotional state. It's okay to be happy when you are in a good situation or place or emotional state. The relative goodness or badness of your situation does not make its goodness or badness invalid, and if you don't feel guilty about being better off than someone else, that is okay too.
When you run out of emotional spoons or have too many forks, it is fully okay to not go looking for more just because you know that someone else has a few more forks than you do and a few fewer spoons. There is nothing at all wrong with acknowledging that your cup is empty just because your neighbor's cup has dried out.
If you feel like you need to reach out to somebody to share your grief, that does not make you a burden, that makes you a friend in need. As long as you're relatively confident that your confidant is able to shoulder the load with you, and willing to, sharing it with them will probably leave you both better off. And who knows? Your friend may be struggling with something they didn't realize that you were dealing with as well.
Everybody in my apartment complex just got their rent raised. While it isn't a problem for me directly, I know it'll be for some of my neighbors who will struggle with it.
Everybody in my apartment complex just got their rent raised. While it isn't a problem for me directly, I know it'll be for some of my neighbors who will struggle with it.
I feel this. Our's was raised again for a generic 'cost of maintenance' yet all that extra money and the entire laundry room still floods every time you use a machine because they can't be arsed to clean the drains out. Then any time you go to the dumpsters now it looks like two garbage trucks exploded. -_-
Landlords are ass, I have nothing but enmity towards them. All of them.
Ours rents multiple properties in this extremely depressed area whilst living in a beautiful $2mil home in upstate New York. Not the worst thing in the world, no, but he's refusing to have maintenance done on our house (while my ceilings are literally falling down) and ever-so-impatiently asking on a weekly basis when we're going to have our back rent paid - my partner lost his job due to covid, so it's been understandably rough. Still not the worst! The worst thing, THE absolute most ludicrous part of all of this, is that we just learned he's ONLY pursuing us for money, after conveniently inquiring to our property manager whether we're "just roomates, or sleeping in the same bed".
Fuck homophobes, and fuck landlords.
Crumkane, Lord of Epicurean Delights says, "WAS IT INDEED ON FIRE, ERITHEYL."
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With a deep reverb, Contemptible Sutekh says, "CEASE YOUR INFERNAL ENERGY, ERITHEYL."
Everybody in my apartment complex just got their rent raised. While it isn't a problem for me directly, I know it'll be for some of my neighbors who will struggle with it.
I feel this. Our's was raised again for a generic 'cost of maintenance' yet all that extra money and the entire laundry room still floods every time you use a machine because they can't be arsed to clean the drains out. Then any time you go to the dumpsters now it looks like two garbage trucks exploded. -_-
That sounds oddly familiar... my landlord can't also be bothered to be fixing basic stuff that's his responsibility. I'll hand him that, compared to the surrounding houses, rent is still on the lower-medium end of the spectrum, but it won't be anymore after the rent raise is in effect... and so the bonus I gave him about 'appartment itself is good and relatively cheap' is no longer applying after the rent raise.
Everybody in my apartment complex just got their rent raised. While it isn't a problem for me directly, I know it'll be for some of my neighbors who will struggle with it.
I feel this. Our's was raised again for a generic 'cost of maintenance' yet all that extra money and the entire laundry room still floods every time you use a machine because they can't be arsed to clean the drains out. Then any time you go to the dumpsters now it looks like two garbage trucks exploded. -_-
That sounds oddly familiar... my landlord can't also be bothered to be fixing basic stuff that's his responsibility. I'll hand him that, compared to the surrounding houses, rent is still on the lower-medium end of the spectrum, but it won't be anymore after the rent raise is in effect... and so the bonus I gave him about 'appartment itself is good and relatively cheap' is no longer applying after the rent raise.
Sounds like it's time to rise up and eat the rich!
Crumkane, Lord of Epicurean Delights says, "WAS IT INDEED ON FIRE, ERITHEYL."
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With a deep reverb, Contemptible Sutekh says, "CEASE YOUR INFERNAL ENERGY, ERITHEYL."
You follow the path every adult tells you in high school. You graduate from college, and you go get a master's degree. Work for 10 years, and save up enough money to provide at least 20% down on a 200k house. Work to keep your credit score above 800 with a great credit history. Pay your student loans (based on income) on time. Get told that you will never be able to mortgage a house because of said student loans. Wife can get a mortgage on less than 1/4th my salary. Basically, if your payment is less than 1% of your total loan balance they use the 1% as the monthly payment. I can still rent though! Those people who told me I had to get a degree will always be able to count on my rent for the houses they own.
My little dog has not been feeling well since last night. She went to the vet today. This little dog is my heart. Hearing words like "congestive heart failure, enlarged heart, not getting enough oxygen" and a number of other scary things really hits me hard. I am trying to remain optimistic that medication will help but seeing her struggling to breathe, refusing water, and knowing the only thing I can do is monitor her, try to keep her calm, and hope the medication will do its thing is tough. They don't know what caused it and it came on suddenly. Her last checkup wasn't that long ago and everything was good. I'm afraid that I'm going to be here on my own just her and me and it's going to be over and I know I won't be able to deal. She's my heart. I wish it were so easy I could give her my own and make it all right. I hope she'll be ok.
My little dog has not been feeling well since last night. She went to the vet today. This little dog is my heart. Hearing words like "congestive heart failure, enlarged heart, not getting enough oxygen" and a number of other scary things really hits me hard. I am trying to remain optimistic that medication will help but seeing her struggling to breathe, refusing water, and knowing the only thing I can do is monitor her, try to keep her calm, and hope the medication will do its thing is tough. They don't know what caused it and it came on suddenly. Her last checkup wasn't that long ago and everything was good. I'm afraid that I'm going to be here on my own just her and me and it's going to be over and I know I won't be able to deal. She's my heart. I wish it were so easy I could give her my own and make it all right. I hope she'll be ok.
Big hugs to you, friend. I cannot imagine what this feels like, but I know that it is terrifying when dogs are sick.
I am glad that I have a job that allows me to work from home during these troubled times, but it would certainly help my general sanity if there weren't three construction sites like right around my appartment building and if the ground would stop shaking ever so often, so I can collect my teeth of the floor and restore broken dishes to pristine state. I'm obviously exaggerating, but after your appartment floor has been shaking more or less constantly for an entire week and you're constantly bombarded with construction noises, eventually it gets old. Fast
The fact that I've not slept well, doesn't really help my tolerance towards this any. Literally every window I look out of I look directly at a construction site right now.
It's pretty minor in the scope of things, especially given a lot of the stuff posted here recently and everything else that everyone else has had to deal with due to #covidthings. I got a new job, one I didn't expect to even get an interview for, in July and got to move back to my home state. I've been living in various Airbnbs since the end of May, since they were a bit cheaper than an extended stay hotel thing, and they don't run credit like a short-term apartment would. My wife and two kids have been living with her parents since the same time, since my youngest is special needs and needs to have a house him-proofed a bit to keep him safe. No landlord would let us do said proofing, and understandably so. I wouldn't want a renter doing it to my house if I had one.
So, picked out a house, put in the offer, accepted, etc. Was told that our closing date would be the 19th. Well, it's past the 19th, still no closing. Been told probably going to be the 26th. Plan -was- to drive back, get my kids and wife over the course of the coming up weekend and the two days after. I have to take one furlough day a month, and hot dog, the 31st and the 1st are a Monday Tuesday that would give me a four day weekend to get it done. Well, after a long talk with my wife, that's not going to happen. It will be about another three weeks until I get to see my family again. The fam just can't move into a house that I wouldn't have time to prepare. Wouldn't be too bad if I could go out, meet people, do things, etc., but #covidthings. Thank you for coming to my TED talk.
It's pretty minor in the scope of things, especially given a lot of the stuff posted here recently and everything else that everyone else has had to deal with due to #covidthings. I got a new job, one I didn't expect to even get an interview for, in July and got to move back to my home state. I've been living in various Airbnbs since the end of May, since they were a bit cheaper than an extended stay hotel thing, and they don't run credit like a short-term apartment would. My wife and two kids have been living with her parents since the same time, since my youngest is special needs and needs to have a house him-proofed a bit to keep him safe. No landlord would let us do said proofing, and understandably so. I wouldn't want a renter doing it to my house if I had one.
So, picked out a house, put in the offer, accepted, etc. Was told that our closing date would be the 19th. Well, it's past the 19th, still no closing. Been told probably going to be the 26th. Plan -was- to drive back, get my kids and wife over the course of the coming up weekend and the two days after. I have to take one furlough day a month, and hot dog, the 31st and the 1st are a Monday Tuesday that would give me a four day weekend to get it done. Well, after a long talk with my wife, that's not going to happen. It will be about another three weeks until I get to see my family again. The fam just can't move into a house that I wouldn't have time to prepare. Wouldn't be too bad if I could go out, meet people, do things, etc., but #covidthings. Thank you for coming to my TED talk.
Time really drags on when that kind of stuff is happening. Sorry to hear it.
Czixi, the Welkin murmurs, "Fight on, My Effervescent Sylph. I will be with you as you do."
Aian Lerit'r, Lead Schematicist exclaims to you, "A *paperwork* emergency, Chairman!
‘It’s important to be kind. You can’t know all the times that you’ve hurt people in tiny, significant ways. It’s easy to be cruel without meaning to be. There’s nothing you can do about that. But you can choose to be kind. Be kind.’
My laptop is old and dying very slowly, and I don't have the money to replace it. I need it for both my art and my classes, and it makes playing Lusternia a lot easier. I'm very tired and don't really know what to do. I have a fundraiser, but I feel like it's going to be a lot more slowgoing than I'd hoped.
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Czixi, the Welkin murmurs, "Fight on, My Effervescent Sylph. I will be with you as you do."
Aian Lerit'r, Lead Schematicist exclaims to you, "A *paperwork* emergency, Chairman!
Get home, and the smell as migrated into the living room where I expect the cat has been all day. Called the vet about it, and apparently this has to do with a secondary gland that isn't oft used, but possibly by be more readily expressed with age when frightened/surprised. It permeates -everything-, so hopefully it will just be this one off. The vet did tell me that if it becomes a regular occurrence, I might need to bring her in to have that gland "expressed" professionally now and again if I don't want to deal with it 24/7. To which I can only think:
So, sorry.
Czixi, the Welkin murmurs, "Fight on, My Effervescent Sylph. I will be with you as you do."
Aian Lerit'r, Lead Schematicist exclaims to you, "A *paperwork* emergency, Chairman!
I now have to figure out how to pay my power bill, internet bill, rent, credit cards, car payment and insurance, plus all of the medical bills I've racked up treating the cough and shortness of breath keeping me from working. With $2 US in my bank account.
Ours rents multiple properties in this extremely depressed area whilst living in a beautiful $2mil home in upstate New York. Not the worst thing in the world, no, but he's refusing to have maintenance done on our house (while my ceilings are literally falling down) and ever-so-impatiently asking on a weekly basis when we're going to have our back rent paid - my partner lost his job due to covid, so it's been understandably rough. Still not the worst! The worst thing, THE absolute most ludicrous part of all of this, is that we just learned he's ONLY pursuing us for money, after conveniently inquiring to our property manager whether we're "just roomates, or sleeping in the same bed".
Fuck homophobes, and fuck landlords.
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That sounds oddly familiar... my landlord can't also be bothered to be fixing basic stuff that's his responsibility. I'll hand him that, compared to the surrounding houses, rent is still on the lower-medium end of the spectrum, but it won't be anymore after the rent raise is in effect... and so the bonus I gave him about 'appartment itself is good and relatively cheap' is no longer applying after the rent raise.
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Rent went up in July.
She went to the vet today.
This little dog is my heart.
Hearing words like "congestive heart failure, enlarged heart, not getting enough oxygen" and a number of other scary things really hits me hard.
I am trying to remain optimistic that medication will help but seeing her struggling to breathe, refusing water, and knowing the only thing I can do is monitor her, try to keep her calm, and hope the medication will do its thing is tough. They don't know what caused it and it came on suddenly. Her last checkup wasn't that long ago and everything was good. I'm afraid that I'm going to be here on my own just her and me and it's going to be over and I know I won't be able to deal.
She's my heart. I wish it were so easy I could give her my own and make it all right.
I hope she'll be ok.
Attempted to submit a helpedit to fix it.
Rejected because it was 'too different from current help file'.
Yeah, that was kinda the point.
Czixi, the Welkin murmurs, "Fight on, My Effervescent Sylph. I will be with you as you do."
Aian Lerit'r, Lead Schematicist exclaims to you, "A *paperwork* emergency, Chairman!
Czixi, the Welkin murmurs, "Fight on, My Effervescent Sylph. I will be with you as you do."
Aian Lerit'r, Lead Schematicist exclaims to you, "A *paperwork* emergency, Chairman!
It’s easy to be cruel without meaning to be. There’s nothing you can do about that. But you can choose to be kind. Be kind.’