It’s World Kindness Day.
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It’s totally understandable that you want to read out loud and discuss every new piece of information that comes out. But I. Just. Can’t. Right. Now. I’m sorry.
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This season of America and the two part episode of FAFO is somewhat interesting.
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Yesterday, I had lunch with three friends. This group gets together maybe three or four times a year. This morning we were texting saying how much fun we had and how thankful we are for each other. And then the first one to leave apologized for having to duck out early. Y’all, she left at 5 p.m.! Then after a bit the next woman peeled off because she and her dh were supposed to go to a movie at 6:15 (they definitely were late). I won’t tell you what time myself and the remaining woman left. 
I will say that dh texted me at 6:27 to ask “You okay?” 
My wish for all of cc is that you’ve got people who make you feel heard and loved and alive like these friends make me feel.
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I’m trying really hard not to be angry today. For various reasons but mostly bc you just suck. I know my vocabulary is lacking. But there are honestly so many jerk things you’ve done that I could either list them all and it would take forever or I could just say you suck. You. Suck. And the Taylor Swift song lyric, “We are never ever ever getting back together”, which I sang last time I left you is still true today. I opened that door a tiny bit and here we are right back where I was 2 years ago. And even worse (LOL), my husband was RIGHT ALL ALONG!! He was RIGHT. About the whole scenario. The. Whole. Thing. And now I have to tell that sweet man thank you 
and I’m never going to live it down 
.
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Watching your college kid shoot themselves in the foot or make unforced errors is the pits. Will they glean a lesson from it this time, and remember this in the future or…? 
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If you won’t help yourself, why should I go out of my way to help you? I’ve been down this road before with only frustration for my efforts.
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Right now I am thanking God for my parents.
We grew up really poor and my Dad had a really limited education.
He was a military veteran and had a hard time finding steady work because of his education, as well as that dark, ranch “Tan”.
Right now, I consider him one of the most brilliant, educated, smart, creative men, I have ever known in my life.
Within the past several days, I have sanded and seasoned a cutting board.
I have shown my neighbor how to read the treads on her tires and how to check her alignment.
I have taught my daughter how to find the studs, then saw and patch, putty/spackle a wall area.
I showed my neighbor how read the wattage on a product and how much power it would draw. (She’s texting me now!)
I have soldered together some wires on an old switch.
I Learned all of those skills from my Dad. He had us watch him every time he did a house project or when he had small jobs. There were five girls and two boys and we all learned how to drive stick shift. We learned car repairs. We learned carpentry. We learned electricity and lighting. We learned plumbing, painting and repairing fencing. Don’t get me started on my mom. She was a wealth of information, not only academically but practical information: kindness and being neighborly by cooking, or sewing for others. Both taught us how to tie a tie! We learned to roll out tortillas, in the shape of US states so that she could teach geography!
When my kids ask me: how do you know how to build these things? I just tell them: from my parents.
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When an older person dies, you understand it.
When a sick person dies, you can prepare for it.
When a healthy 30-something with a 1 month old and a 2 year old baby dies by suicide, it just doesn’t make any sense.
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A lot of things in the world don’t make sense right now
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And so it begins. A swastika flag has gone up on a house in our suburban county outside Philadelphia. To say I’m scared for what’s coming down the pike is an understatement. 
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My hair stylist is retiring.
what!
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My nephew is abusing anabolic steroids. I think he’s had some mental health issues for a while, and the most recent manifestation is obsessive weight lifting and abusing steroids. I’m trying to support my SIL with how to help him, but he refuses to get help. His mental and physical health are deteriorating, and everyone is so worried about him. He’s a smart, kind college junior who is struggling terribly. Thanksgiving is going to be really tense because my MIL cannot seem to be supportive without shaming him and my SIL. I know she is worried, but it will make things so much worse. I wish I had the right advice for my SIL about how to get him help, but you can’t force an adult to do something they refuse to do. I’m really sad and worried about the situation.
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Is there a place where I can go in a room and just scream and bounce off the walls?
STRESSED OUT.
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It’s so hard to tell your child their worries are likely justified and you stay up at night with the same worries.
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I’m convinced the people who want
”Medicare for all” are not on Medicare and have no idea how Medicare/ supplements actually work and the premiums involved. I had no idea about any of this until I started researching it a month or two ago as I’m getting ready to sign up.
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Thanks, CC, for providing me an anonymous place to hang out … my real life family and friends appreciate that I have a place to share stuff that they don’t care about!
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OMG, sit on my hands, sit on my hands, sit on my hands. Don’t say it, don’t say it.
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I’m honestly worried that Mike Tyson is going to be very badly hurt. How people can get excited about this fight is beyond me.
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