An appointment one month from now is not acceptable at all. You assured me that I would be able to see
someone if I called. I cannot wait to write the scathing letters and reviews that I will follow through on just as soon
as I can get out of your practice.
I think you are giving us the runaround. Time will tell, I guess. We’ll go from there.
Home ownership is overrated.
I need a project. Actually, I need a project from my employer, but absent that, I need a project.
Honey, it’s not a hores race. Have the brains to edit.
Cannot wait until this time tomorrow!
I love thunder! Too bad the dog disagrees.
Who, at age 55 has a wisdom tooth pulled ? That would be me…
Sad commentary on my community that the audience at the amateur Shakespeare in the Park was so sparsely attended. Also, delighted that my childhood next door neighbor is celebrating their 90th, and hope that they aren’t still holding a grudge against me due to a misinterpreted phone conversation. Dear older reunion campers, really? You’ll buy an ugly shirt from your peers but not a nicely designed one from one of the “youngsters” from 30 years ago? Also, please make it happen that the upstairs gets renovated in the next month. Apparently, I’ve been saving up these comments. 
If you had been in a rental contract and left the place in that shape, you would have lost your deposit. Please learn from this experience.
I sincerely hope that the “real world” shows you the kindness you seem determined to deny others.
South Africa, April 2018, whoo hoo!! We’ll be staying in a beautiful timeshare condo in Kruger National Park owned by my dad’s good friend. He and his wife are the nicest people, and he leads safaris in his spare time. And Dad won’t be out a boatload of money!
Dear large number of people who have constituted a three month serial house guest occupation, I’ve enjoyed each and every one of you.
To my relatives, thank you for the numerous times you’ve hosted me and my children. Thanks to those immersive experiences, my children are now fluent in their second language. They seamlessly integrate into another culture.
To the friends of my kids, it’s been fun turning the house into a dorm on those weekends your team needed a place to crash. You are all polite, well mannered and enjoyable house guests. It was fun watching you consume a mountain of food before your events. And, we still chuckle about the vegetarians who converted for the evening when H’s world famous BBQ ribs hit the table.
I was happy to wash a never ending pile of bedsheets, towels and clothing. Even though I hate to cook, it was fun doing it of you. I smiled as I wiped the kitchen counters for the umpteenth time that day. The new dishwasher is certainly earned it’s keep.
The last of you left yesterday. I am really ready to have the house be our own again…at least until the next wave of you arrive in late August.
The reason you didn’t get a response is not that I couldn’t answer the question. It’s that I went to mass. Please remember, before you get snarky, that we all have differing priorities and responsibilities.
Two more weeks without real Internet. Yuck.
One mark of reasonable intelligence is the ability/willingness to make exceptions in extreme/unusual emergency cases such as a serious illness or childcare issues.
Implementing and rigidly enforcing rules to “avoid chaos” or “maintaining fairness” not only fails to account for those extreme/unusual emergency cases, it’s a sign of mindless and frankly lazy leadership*. And it will not necessarily avoid chaos…especially considering if human beings/life are involved in some way…chaos will often follow even if all the rules are complied with to the letter.
- One area where those in leadership roles earn their pay is precisely knowing when to use their critical thinking skills to decide when to make exceptions for emergencies or unique unusual cases.
So I was getting stuff sorted for my trip to England and was thinking the cat must have just done a giant stinky poo in her litter box. Then I walked into the bathroom to find sewage backing up into the shower. And of course its Sunday so no chance of anyone coming out till tomorrow at the earliest. Luckily most ( but not all) clothes were already washed for my trip cause we can’t wash till it gets fixed. Why does s#1t (no pun intended) always happen on the weekend. And now I am hot and sweaty and have a headache cause you insisted on going out in the heat and trying (unsuccessfully) to fix it yourself instead of waiting for the experts to come. And I can’t shower and get unsweaty. I am NOT a happy camper and I’m annoyed with you as well as the plumbing now.
A d with all the pain you are already in, when will you accept that you can’t fix stuff yourself anymore. Not that you ever really could which is why our house is run down and now in need of thousands of dollars of repairs. Just getting more annoyed by the minute.
Thank goodness I can come here and vent instead of venting at you especially when I know you are now in even more pain than usual.
I hate Facebook Live. I really don’t want to see you dancing your a_s off at a concert or need to hear the music at the concert the MOMENT you are hearing it or want to “talk” (comment) to you “live” while you are drinking yourself silly. I feel embarrassed that you think this is somehow cool. Several FB people doing “live” this weekend - I’m shaking my head.
SO glad we are off the hook for a meet and greet. Saving money and lowering stress.
And no, they still are not welcome to spend the night. For the First Time! H is in total agreement.