Millie's terrible day thread. You can post any and of your disappoints for the day, week, month, year, or your life.

[Audiflex]

I'm starting us off. My pet goat ate something that disagreed with him, my pet dog came down with the blues, my pet wolf scarfed down my pet rabbit, and my pet cat ate my pet mouse, they bird is worried.

But seriously, my father had osteoarthritis, AC1 issues, and, for the first time in his 69 years, high cholesterol. He's not happy with the changes, and I feel for him.

Sounds like quite the zoo at your place. And on a more serious note, it's tough seeing a loved one struggle with health issues. It must be challenging for your father to adapt to these changes. Hang in there and keep supporting him, your care means a lot.

 

[MillieDynamite]

He has improved over the past four or five months. He exercises, eats a better diet, and has a better attitude at work. He's 70 and plans on never retiring. But promised me not to work past 75 when Mum will take her Social Security (she'll be 70).

Sounds like quite the zoo at your place. And on a more serious note, it's tough seeing a loved one struggle with health issues. It must be challenging for your father to adapt to these changes. Hang in there and keep supporting him, your care means a lot.

 

[AlexBailey]

It’s pretty rare that I make doctors appointments, maybe once a year or every other year…

The last two times I had an appointment, including today, I got a call from the office saying the doctor was sick and all appointments are canceled.

The nerve!

The only thing that really bugs me about it is that if I called to cancel for the same day I would have to pay anyway.

 

[jaF0]

I gotta keep my stuff to myself.

If I put it out here, you'd all be visiting nearby towers to throw yourselves off. And I'd still be here. Alone again. Naturally. Feeling no less sour.


It still won't be clear to whoever.


.

 

[ericalauren]

My parrot tried to bite me and I instinctively threw her off my hand. Now she has a bald spot on her head. I feel so bad! She is acting normally, though.

 

[theWollstonecraftWoman]

I just wanted to say how sorry I am that the Chiefs got their asses handed to them in the not-so-super, Super Bowl. That sounded sincere, right?

 

[StillStunned]

I just wanted to say how sorry I am that the Chiefs got their asses handed to them in the not-so-super, Super Bowl. That sounded sincere, right?

And I feel terribly sorry that France lost Le Crunch in the final minute...

 

[theWollstonecraftWoman]

And I feel terribly sorry that France lost Le Crunch in the final minute...

You also sound totally sincere.

 

[WCSGarland]

And I feel terribly sorry that France lost Le Crunch in the final minute...

Huh? France was in the Stupor Bowl?

 

[StillStunned]

You also sound totally sincere.

Mais oui! C'est terribly domage when les French have des boo-hoos.

Huh? France was in the Stupor Bowl?

It was Le Crunch CXII.

 

[MrPixel]

Now with the Stupid Bowl and aftermath out of our systems... 'cept you folks cleaning up the damage in Philadelphia... idiots...

We are on pins and needles in our household, and it is exhausting. C is increasingly depressed, and it's not all SAD. I have mentioned before our adopted son works for the US State Department, and is on overseas assignment. We intentionally held back from selling our guest house last year so he would have a place to land if...

He reassures us he is "three tranches down" from the RIF that is surely coming. We hope he's right, but the overall news is not very promising especially if the next big "efficiency" move in State is closing consulates. We were thinking that he would be a great prospect for an NGO, but seeing that funding for those are being gutted, that particular parachute is likely not in the cards.

 

[MillieDynamite]

I've almost gotten my backlog of paid work whittled down. However, new requests come in every few days. I'm still not 100%, but I'm getting better every day. Since this is my whine thread, maybe I shouldn't post this here.

 

[Comshaw]

I've almost gotten my backlog of paid work whittled down. However, new requests come in every few days. I'm still not 100%, but I'm getting better every day. Since this is my whine thread, maybe I shouldn't post this here.

Nope. It sounds like a whine, 'cause you got too much work to do!


Comshaw

 

[MillieDynamite]

Well, I don't complain about the money on the work, just the work part. Like anyone else who works for a living.

Nope. It sounds like a whine, 'cause you got too much work to do!


Comshaw

 

[Comshaw]

Well, I don't complain about the money on the work, just the work part. Like anyone else who works for a living.

I don't work for a living anymore, but I whine if I have to take the garbage out.

Comshaw

 

[MillieDynamite]

Oh, what about changing diapers? I never whined about that, but Jo was all, "I work for a living, not sit at home and write." Needless to say, I called her a 'man' when she pulled that shit. She only did that once.

I don't work for a living anymore, but I whine if I have to take the garbage out.

Comshaw

 

[MrPixel]

Since this is my whine thread,

Whine? I thought your pain reliever of choice was Jameson.

 

[MillieDynamite]

It is, believe me, it is!

Whine? I thought your pain reliever of choice was Jameson.

 

[vanmyers86]

Now with the Stupid Bowl and aftermath out of our systems... 'cept you folks cleaning up the damage in Philadelphia... idiots...

We are on pins and needles in our household, and it is exhausting. C is increasingly depressed, and it's not all SAD. I have mentioned before our adopted son works for the US State Department, and is on overseas assignment. We intentionally held back from selling our guest house last year so he would have a place to land if...

He reassures us he is "three tranches down" from the RIF that is surely coming. We hope he's right, but the overall news is not very promising especially if the next big "efficiency" move in State is closing consulates. We were thinking that he would be a great prospect for an NGO, but seeing that funding for those are being gutted, that particular parachute is likely not in the cards.

I hope your son is hanging on ok. It's a weird and disheartening time to be a fed. In my agency, cuts have started and the anxiety is through the roof. I had planned to retire next year, and now I wonder if I'll make it till then.

 

[Comshaw]

Oh, what about changing diapers? I never whined about that, but Jo was all, "I work for a living, not sit at home and write." Needless to say, I called her a 'man' when she pulled that shit. She only did that once.

BAWAHAHA! I'll bet that bruised her ego a bit. But changing diapers? It never bothered me much. Not that I'm a macho guy, but some of the things I've done for work makes changing diapers look like a walk in the Daisies.

I'm a blue collar guy, or was for 80% of my working career. I ran a septic truck pumping septic tanks and was a Sanitation Engineer (a garbage man) for three year. The worse was picking up fish guts that had been sitting in the sun for 3-4 days. When I got home my wife wouldn't let me in the house. I had to strip in the yard and shower with soap and a hose before she would grant me entrance. For 22 years I was a mechanic working for a municipality that also ran a landfill. Picking up garbage isn't quite as bad as being knee-deep in it after it's sat in a broken truck for a week. Or repairing a garbage compactor that broke while compacting garbage up to its axles. After those experiences, changing diapers wasn't much of an olfactory challenge.

Speaking of diapers and since you pushed an oldman's ramble button, a story.

When my son was 18 months old or so we were out to a meal with friends. We went to Shakey's Pizza to eat and because they had some good dark beer on tap. My buddy and I were swilling beer and telling lies to each other and my wife and his were having a nice conversation. It was high summer and my son was dressed only in a diaper. We put him in one of the wooden high chairs that Shakey's had and gave him a piece of pizza to gnaw on.

We had been there a half hour or so, long enough that my buddy and I had finished one pitcher of beer. The place was packed. Every table was in use.

My wife tapped me on the shoulder and said, "You handle it!" Then she and my buddy's wife walked away from the table.

I was puzzled by her comment until I turned and looked at my son. He had pooped his diaper. But it wasn't a nice solid defecation. It was liquid and copious in amount. It had run out the leg of his diaper, down the leg of the high chair and puddled on the floor. He sat there grinning at me like he knew what he had done. After another quick gulp of beer, I determined there was only one course of action. I wiped the chair leg with a paper napkin so as not to dribble baby poop in a trail behind us, then picked him up, high chair and all and carried him off to the restroom. As I did I thanked my wife, in very specific and descriptive words, for giving me the job. I also told her she needed to clean up the little puddle on the floor while I took care of the kid.

I put him in a sink in the restroom, took off his diaper and gave him a quick rinse down. I wiped down the high chair with paper towels and then used hot water and towels to go over it again. It took me 20 or 30 minutes to get everything cleaned up and a fresh diaper on the kid.

I was feeling a little embarrassed at the whole episode. I decided it was time to go home when I left the bathroom. Like I said, the place was full so I knew everyone had seen me carry a s hitty little kid into the restroom. What I didn't expect was when I came out some in the place broke in applause and laughter. More embarrassment. I have gotten my revenge though. Not on my wife but on the perpetrator. My son is 49 and I have told that story at every one of his birthday parties since he graduated high school. Like was said by a very wise person, "Live long enough to be a problem for your children." I have.



Comshaw

 

[MrPixel]

I hope your son is hanging on ok. It's a weird and disheartening time to be a fed. In my agency, cuts have started and the anxiety is through the roof. I had planned to retire next year, and now I wonder if I'll make it till then.

Thank you. Our only communication with him is on Gmail. Already cautious and mindful of the nature of his line of work, he won't discuss anything over digital channels, so we're mostly kept in the dark. His previous post was in a country well-known for their surveillance technology, which is so embedded that he was required to destroy his issued laptop and phone on re-entering the US between gigs.

And thank you for your dedication to your job and country. Best of luck to you. Hopefully things will calm down sooner rather than later.

 

[MillieDynamite]

A little slip in how I feel today. It's not better than I did yesterday. Quite the reverse. But I'm not sure it's my pneumonia as much as over exertion and staying up the way the fuck too late.

 

[Belegon]

Insomnia, you are a vicious bitch. I have Chemo at 8:45 am and sleep is nowhere in the vicinity. I usually fall asleep in the afternoon after an infusion anyway, so at least I'll catch it up. But right now, this sucks.

 

[Five_Inch_Heels]

I really can't say.

I just can't say at all.

 

[glynndah]

Some how the chromebooks I use at work are now erratically switching to facial movement control. This is terribly annoying.