About f'ing time life started to wind down to a normal pace. I've been so busy running around trying to get things done for everyone else that I have almost forgotten about my job and my blog. Esh! If I had kept up that pace then I might have made time move backwards! Ok, maybe not, but it sure as heck felt that way.
So what to do now? Get a birthday present for my son's friend's birthday, clean the house, and sit for a while. I earned it.
I was reading through the news last night and found out about the shooting at the UT campus. I read this morning that a hospital in Omaha is on lock down because of a shooter there. What is going on, people? These are apparently 'sane' people shooting at innocent kids and injured folk. Doesn't seem like a very sane thing to do if you ask me. It does make me wonder what kind of problems does a person have to have in their mind to do something like this in the first place. I think I'll look into reading some more criminal physiology books this after noon. Ok, so maybe only one book for now. If I could read as fast as Matthew Gubler's character on Criminal Minds then I'd probably hit a couple before dinner, but I am not talented in that particular area.
On to a completely different topic, what are you having for dinner tonight? For me, I will be having pork schnitzel, spaetzl, and a good German beer. This is, of course, in honor of Oktoberfest. Too bad I had to miss it this year. Darn broken car!
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Go ahead and stick a fork in me.
Enough of this already. I've seen at least 2 people get kicked from their apartment today. Sad really. One gave away pretty much everything she owns so that way she could live out of her car. I would say that this is a normal problem around these parts, but to be honest...it's not. The other guy just had his roommates steal his stuff while he was at work and his daughter was in school and leave with no warning before the rent was due. Thankfully, many of the people that I know that live around here are getting subsidies or have at least 3x the rent in income. Still doesn't help them out. If there was anything I could do, then I would. All I could do was stand there and watch while a team of guys tossed their stuff to the curb.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Roach
What is the deal with roaches? Why do they insist crawling their nasty little feet over my flatware? I've dealt with this for too long, really. I even find roach crap in my silverware drawer. What. the. heck? Is there imaginary food stuck to the forks that is so tasty? Is the dish soap residue really edible (of which there is none)? Why not go for the cat food or the trash can?
On a completely different note, while I sit here I overheard someone in the room say "you don't understand, I CAN'T just throw items out!" My question to them is.....why not? Now here we go, lets take a look and share opinions on compulsive hoarding. Go ahead, click the link and read the Wikipedia on it. Sad thing is that most of the people afflicted with this have no clue they have a problem. They will watch their neighbors or TV shows involving other hoarders and go "wow, that is a serious problem. Glad that isn't me." When, in fact, they are a few more pieces of hoarded furniture or a couple stacks of junk mail away for being EXACTLY like those people.
I will admit, I used to hoard. I know first hand what it's like to deal with such a thing. Until I discovered FlyLady.net, I was horrible. I didn't even want to clean up grocery receipts from 4 years back because "the IRS might want them". So please, take a good look around you living space and decided if you really do need help and get it. I hope that lady I overheard gets some serious help.
Meanwhile, I am sitting in my very mildly cluttered home (my own mother-in-law does hoard junk-mail and it's bleeding into my house) and having to deal with my downstairs neighbors hoarding-related roach problem. Don't worry about my junk mail collecting at my home. I usually start shredding and tossing the stuff when she leaves. Funny, because to her is all 'important' yet she never notices that I throw it all away. HAHA!!
On a completely different note, while I sit here I overheard someone in the room say "you don't understand, I CAN'T just throw items out!" My question to them is.....why not? Now here we go, lets take a look and share opinions on compulsive hoarding. Go ahead, click the link and read the Wikipedia on it. Sad thing is that most of the people afflicted with this have no clue they have a problem. They will watch their neighbors or TV shows involving other hoarders and go "wow, that is a serious problem. Glad that isn't me." When, in fact, they are a few more pieces of hoarded furniture or a couple stacks of junk mail away for being EXACTLY like those people.
I will admit, I used to hoard. I know first hand what it's like to deal with such a thing. Until I discovered FlyLady.net, I was horrible. I didn't even want to clean up grocery receipts from 4 years back because "the IRS might want them". So please, take a good look around you living space and decided if you really do need help and get it. I hope that lady I overheard gets some serious help.
Meanwhile, I am sitting in my very mildly cluttered home (my own mother-in-law does hoard junk-mail and it's bleeding into my house) and having to deal with my downstairs neighbors hoarding-related roach problem. Don't worry about my junk mail collecting at my home. I usually start shredding and tossing the stuff when she leaves. Funny, because to her is all 'important' yet she never notices that I throw it all away. HAHA!!
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Jaffa Cakes
Alrighty, so jaffa cakes it is then.
What do jaffa cakes have to do with anything? Nothing. I'm just happy that I go to experience them at all seeing as I will never be able to afford a passport while I am still alive. I might get one in my name when someone steals my SSN after I've expired.
Well, on another completely different note. Thank you very much for coming to call. I've only got a few minuets left until I have to set my child up to sleep so I'll be brief.
I've got Jaffa Cakes in my pocket.
It's your turn to make the tea. Hahaha!
My mother-in-law has been out and about this past two days on a trip to the country side. She's had a lot to think about the past few weeks. Mainly her moving down the street again. She's been almost in a blind panic trying to get everything set up to get moving. It's gotten so bad that she's started doing incredibly random oddities like...putting all the bras she owns in my washer and then driving off to the countryside to "rough it" with only the clothes on her back (sans bra, of course). All this, while her moving truck sits empty in the parking lot. I just hope she knows what she's doing, because she might just go mad over the past months events and end up in the asylum.
That is all I can think of for now to occupy our time. Maybe later on we'll discuss the quality of life of missionaries or how come a child can get dirt just about anywhere in a house.....like under the toilet tank lid. Yes, please do explain that one for me seeing as how my child cannot even tilt it off a pinch. LOL!
Have a great evening.
What do jaffa cakes have to do with anything? Nothing. I'm just happy that I go to experience them at all seeing as I will never be able to afford a passport while I am still alive. I might get one in my name when someone steals my SSN after I've expired.
Well, on another completely different note. Thank you very much for coming to call. I've only got a few minuets left until I have to set my child up to sleep so I'll be brief.
I've got Jaffa Cakes in my pocket.
It's your turn to make the tea. Hahaha!
My mother-in-law has been out and about this past two days on a trip to the country side. She's had a lot to think about the past few weeks. Mainly her moving down the street again. She's been almost in a blind panic trying to get everything set up to get moving. It's gotten so bad that she's started doing incredibly random oddities like...putting all the bras she owns in my washer and then driving off to the countryside to "rough it" with only the clothes on her back (sans bra, of course). All this, while her moving truck sits empty in the parking lot. I just hope she knows what she's doing, because she might just go mad over the past months events and end up in the asylum.
That is all I can think of for now to occupy our time. Maybe later on we'll discuss the quality of life of missionaries or how come a child can get dirt just about anywhere in a house.....like under the toilet tank lid. Yes, please do explain that one for me seeing as how my child cannot even tilt it off a pinch. LOL!
Have a great evening.
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