I’m such a wuss! I have to fly today, my H and I got our signals mixed up so we are flying separately. I am not a good flyer anyways. It’s not the actual plane but the whole sleeping the night before, I’m afraid I won’t make the flight, tsa will take forever.
Sailed through tsa. Now if I can sleep on the plane (unlikely)!
Maybe I’ll feel better typing this out. And no H saying I need to relax isn’t helping.
Sorry, but that raise is a slap in the face. Clearly, you still don’t get it. You have been paying people with less experience and less job responsibility more than you pay me. That was the issue … and the adjustment is not enough. (I will take it, of course …)
Fighting a losing battle. Again.
Lost 22 pounds in less than 4 weeks.
No, the cone is coming off. Enough already. Three weeks is long enough. We’ll just bandage the paw. I’m beginning to think you’re way too conservative.
You don’t realize that tone and inflection also impart meaning. I’m tired of covering for you. I’m not anymore.
You tell me to call at 3:00 for a conference call, so I do. Then I wait and wait and wait… Hang up and call again at 3:13. On hold for a couple of more minutes. Finally get through to you. “Oh, the call is at 3:30 - George couldn’t make it at 3:00. Didn’t you get the email?” I checked and you did send two emails - both said 3:00. And now I have to tell you how horrible your architectural drawings are! This will be fun. 
You lose all rights to complain about how things are done by a volunteer board unless you are willing to volunteer . You are no more important or busy than anyone else on the board. If you’re not a part of the solution, you’re a part of the problem .
Oh, my, that was a long 45-minute phone call. The architects are even more clueless than I thought. They have a lot of work to do in order to give me the information I need to finish the project. The general contractor is not going to be happy…
I need a change. Big time.
You have completely lost it. You brought all of this on yourself. Do you ever read what it is you write to people? Are you ever ashamed or embarrassed? How you turned out this way is a mystery.
I love you in a place where there’s no space or time
I love you for my life
You’re a friend of mine
And when my life is over
Remember when we were together…
Always.
We did it!!!
Ouch.
Just found out that a friend has a brain tumor, diagnosed in March. She’s undergoing chemo and radiation, and the outlook is good.
But oh, my God.
I know that I can be a bit of a mama bear.
But some of the posts I read here make me sound positively laid back!!!
Cannot imagine dealing with loss of spouse/parent during the summer before sending a child/going off to college. Difficult does not begin to describe that situation. My prayers are with both my dear friends, their children and anyone else going through this.
Dear friend- when did you become a rabid conspiracy theorist?
Stop telling me what I think and then getting mad about what you are sure I am thinking. Oh right - you are NEVER wrong so I must be thinking it without being aware of it.
There is something very calming about looking at the moon and feeling the cool evening breeze after a hot day.
That really annoying, Loud obnoxious guy just got on the treadmill next to me. This is going to be a short workout