I was babysitting this girl the other day and she asked me if I knew that carpet was made out of plastic. I'm not sure if I know or don't know this, but it kind of made sense when I thought about this thing that once happened...
I was sitting on my bed in my room looking at this shoebox full of letters that I had kept from an old boyfriend and an old flame. Well, I was thinking about how big of jerks they were and how I hated all men and though they needed to burn in heck, so I decided I needed to think of a ritualistic way to dispose of these notes. Of course, clearly I was not thinking too rationally, because I thought the best idea was to set them on fire... in a shoebox... in the middle of my bed...
I think you see where this is going. So aflame they went! And as the fire blazed, I threw the box onto the floor. Smoke filled the room, my dad banged on the door and wiggled the handle, put the fire out and voila!- melted carpet and a hole in the middle of the floor. Well, Dad was irate, and I was clearly a moron, for not thinking that it was a bad idea... oh, hindsight, how you elude us all!!
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Monday, August 8, 2011
Apparently Sunday Was Evil B@#%* Day!!
Man, what a horrible God's day it was yesterday!
Here's the skinny...
So I had this "friend" that I had started babysitting for overnights on the weekend. She started as a stranger and then we became friends. Well, I needed extra money, so I offered to babysit M-F for her. Since she didn't want to get up early and bring them to me (she lived about 20 min away) it was decided that they would stay the nights M-Th... which somehow turned into Sun-Th and sometimes Friday. Well, she would come up Wednesday nights, conveniently after her kids were asleep. She got off work at 5 and would somehow come up with excuses not to show up for a couple hours. She was only paying me $150 a week, which turned into me only getting paid every other week, but her often saying she wasn't sure if she would end up having it.
So, apparently today she somehow decided it wasn't important to ask me what time it was okay to bring the kids up. She texts me to inform me that she is on her way and has groceries. I had spent the last 2 hours trying to come up with a way for my kids' dad to see them. I tell her that we are on the road and she throws a fit. She wanted to bring the kids ASAP. I mentioned that it would be nice for David and I to get 5 minutes of alone time since we hadn't had any alone time for like 2 months! Apparently this was totally wrong of me to say because she kinda flipped. And when I asked how late she was planning to stay she said she needed to go home early and get to sleep. Seriously??
So, me being super passive with my "friends" I don't say anything, but David decides to text her and let her have it. She then sends me an angry text saying she is gonna have to figure something else out and I ask her if she means tonight or forever... this was her response:
"Forever. That's bull. I don't appreciate it... I pay you 300 dollars every two weeks and bring food up everytime I come up and everything. I'm sorry that I had something I need to do so that I have money. I didn't get the check I was supposed to get in the mail, so I have no money right now. I wasn't planning on doing ANYTHING tonight when I went home but eat and go to bed because I was planning on getting up early for work. I wasn't told anything about you wanting me to stay later for karaoke or anything, if it's not going to work, I guess I'll figure something else out. Idk what... But something."
A) The only "groceries" she brings is when she occasionally brings milk, which is mostly consumed by her 18 month old. But that is like pulling teeth because she says she knows her daughter isn't the only one to drink it.
B) I HAD mentioned going to karaoke to her several times today and yesterday.
Needless to say I don't expect to get paid Friday for last week. Needless to say I won't have enough to pay rent. UGH!
THEN...
As some of you may know from following my FB, Tweets or blogs, I've been feeling really icky lately and have not wanted to be out in public in over a month. So I finally muster up the courage to go to the bar down the street because a pal does karaoke and it was his birthday. Barely get a foot in the door before the bartender loudly proclaims that David isn't technically supposed to be in the bar because he haggled about his tab over a month ago. WTFrench?? It made me feel trashy and I was mortified. I know this was total pansy of me, but I hugged the friend and his girlfriend and quickly exited out the side door before I started bawling. I don't recall ever being embarrassed like that in public, but maybe I am burying it in the darkest corners of my mind.
I don't know. I'm so sick of people who don't know how to treat other human beings... Have we all forgotten the golden rule? ARGH!!!
Here's the skinny...
So I had this "friend" that I had started babysitting for overnights on the weekend. She started as a stranger and then we became friends. Well, I needed extra money, so I offered to babysit M-F for her. Since she didn't want to get up early and bring them to me (she lived about 20 min away) it was decided that they would stay the nights M-Th... which somehow turned into Sun-Th and sometimes Friday. Well, she would come up Wednesday nights, conveniently after her kids were asleep. She got off work at 5 and would somehow come up with excuses not to show up for a couple hours. She was only paying me $150 a week, which turned into me only getting paid every other week, but her often saying she wasn't sure if she would end up having it.
So, apparently today she somehow decided it wasn't important to ask me what time it was okay to bring the kids up. She texts me to inform me that she is on her way and has groceries. I had spent the last 2 hours trying to come up with a way for my kids' dad to see them. I tell her that we are on the road and she throws a fit. She wanted to bring the kids ASAP. I mentioned that it would be nice for David and I to get 5 minutes of alone time since we hadn't had any alone time for like 2 months! Apparently this was totally wrong of me to say because she kinda flipped. And when I asked how late she was planning to stay she said she needed to go home early and get to sleep. Seriously??
So, me being super passive with my "friends" I don't say anything, but David decides to text her and let her have it. She then sends me an angry text saying she is gonna have to figure something else out and I ask her if she means tonight or forever... this was her response:
"Forever. That's bull. I don't appreciate it... I pay you 300 dollars every two weeks and bring food up everytime I come up and everything. I'm sorry that I had something I need to do so that I have money. I didn't get the check I was supposed to get in the mail, so I have no money right now. I wasn't planning on doing ANYTHING tonight when I went home but eat and go to bed because I was planning on getting up early for work. I wasn't told anything about you wanting me to stay later for karaoke or anything, if it's not going to work, I guess I'll figure something else out. Idk what... But something."
A) The only "groceries" she brings is when she occasionally brings milk, which is mostly consumed by her 18 month old. But that is like pulling teeth because she says she knows her daughter isn't the only one to drink it.
B) I HAD mentioned going to karaoke to her several times today and yesterday.
Needless to say I don't expect to get paid Friday for last week. Needless to say I won't have enough to pay rent. UGH!
THEN...
As some of you may know from following my FB, Tweets or blogs, I've been feeling really icky lately and have not wanted to be out in public in over a month. So I finally muster up the courage to go to the bar down the street because a pal does karaoke and it was his birthday. Barely get a foot in the door before the bartender loudly proclaims that David isn't technically supposed to be in the bar because he haggled about his tab over a month ago. WTFrench?? It made me feel trashy and I was mortified. I know this was total pansy of me, but I hugged the friend and his girlfriend and quickly exited out the side door before I started bawling. I don't recall ever being embarrassed like that in public, but maybe I am burying it in the darkest corners of my mind.
I don't know. I'm so sick of people who don't know how to treat other human beings... Have we all forgotten the golden rule? ARGH!!!
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Mirena=Evil?
If you are a guy, you may want to not read this... or if you grew up referring to things as "monthly visitors" and blush at the though of contraceptives, this is not for you either.
So, when the Mirena came on the market, the idea of a birth control that lasted 5 years sounded like a miracle! No more pills, patches, shots, etc. that you have to remember because one memory lapse could equal a bundle of joy in the making! But, the idea that for 5 years you don't have to remember anything sounds fantastic!
Or does it?
I'm not saying that these can't be related to other things. I'm not a doctor. I haven't run tests on myself, but I feel like since it's my body, I just KNOW. I was very wary of getting on Mirena because I had several friends and acquaintances tell me they didn't like it and had it removed or were thinking of having it removed. But, after talking to the nurses, and being assured that it had very little side effects, I decided to take the plunge. I also shared my concerns with them about how I hate adding extra hormones to my body because I have enough emotional problems as it is with being bipolar.
But ever since I had it put in, I've had these nagging suspicions and it just hasn't felt right. I'm not saying it's unnatural... more like having a little piece of Satan embedded into your uterus... just saying. Since getting on the Mirena, I have gained 15 lbs, felt bloated ALL THE TIME, been more depressed, crabby, etc. I asked a couple months into having it about the weight gain and was told, oh, it doesn't cause weight gain. I don't know if these people are just uninformed or have been brainwashed into telling all these women that the Mirena is completely harmless.
Well, I have never felt bloated in my life except when I was pregnant or occasionally during PMS. I constantly feel like I'm 8 months pregnant! I'm fatigued 95% of the time, I have no energy, I don't want to be seen in public, I'm already so bloated that the idea of drinking alcohol makes me fear I will explode, I get headaches, I get nauseous, I'm moody... ugh! Like I said, I don't know if this is all from the Mirena, but from the intense googling I've been doing lately, these are all side effects. Another big one I've read about is hair loss. I don't know if this is true for me or not. I've always had really thick hair and always shed like crazy, so yes, I still shed like crazy, but I don't know if it's anymore than usual.
I made an appt. to have the Mirena removed, but they can't get me in until the 17th. I can't wait! I will keep you posted on if it makes a difference or not. I have read that some people notice an instant change. I've read that some people go through withdrawal symptoms... but I'm anxious to experience it myself.
I just hope that more people will think about looking at the bad side to Mirena from other sources than what the company prints out or from the people who are getting some kind of kick back from endorsing the product. I'm going to go back to ortho tri-cyclen. Heck, I'd rather give birth to 10 children than enduring what I've been going through since I had my Mirena put in in December. UGH!
So, when the Mirena came on the market, the idea of a birth control that lasted 5 years sounded like a miracle! No more pills, patches, shots, etc. that you have to remember because one memory lapse could equal a bundle of joy in the making! But, the idea that for 5 years you don't have to remember anything sounds fantastic!
Or does it?
I'm not saying that these can't be related to other things. I'm not a doctor. I haven't run tests on myself, but I feel like since it's my body, I just KNOW. I was very wary of getting on Mirena because I had several friends and acquaintances tell me they didn't like it and had it removed or were thinking of having it removed. But, after talking to the nurses, and being assured that it had very little side effects, I decided to take the plunge. I also shared my concerns with them about how I hate adding extra hormones to my body because I have enough emotional problems as it is with being bipolar.
But ever since I had it put in, I've had these nagging suspicions and it just hasn't felt right. I'm not saying it's unnatural... more like having a little piece of Satan embedded into your uterus... just saying. Since getting on the Mirena, I have gained 15 lbs, felt bloated ALL THE TIME, been more depressed, crabby, etc. I asked a couple months into having it about the weight gain and was told, oh, it doesn't cause weight gain. I don't know if these people are just uninformed or have been brainwashed into telling all these women that the Mirena is completely harmless.
Well, I have never felt bloated in my life except when I was pregnant or occasionally during PMS. I constantly feel like I'm 8 months pregnant! I'm fatigued 95% of the time, I have no energy, I don't want to be seen in public, I'm already so bloated that the idea of drinking alcohol makes me fear I will explode, I get headaches, I get nauseous, I'm moody... ugh! Like I said, I don't know if this is all from the Mirena, but from the intense googling I've been doing lately, these are all side effects. Another big one I've read about is hair loss. I don't know if this is true for me or not. I've always had really thick hair and always shed like crazy, so yes, I still shed like crazy, but I don't know if it's anymore than usual.
I made an appt. to have the Mirena removed, but they can't get me in until the 17th. I can't wait! I will keep you posted on if it makes a difference or not. I have read that some people notice an instant change. I've read that some people go through withdrawal symptoms... but I'm anxious to experience it myself.
I just hope that more people will think about looking at the bad side to Mirena from other sources than what the company prints out or from the people who are getting some kind of kick back from endorsing the product. I'm going to go back to ortho tri-cyclen. Heck, I'd rather give birth to 10 children than enduring what I've been going through since I had my Mirena put in in December. UGH!
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