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

[MillieDynamite]

We weren't home when he did it, or might not have been okay. Well, I don't think I would have shot him, but I might've. Momma Cat has claws when her kitten and kid are in danger.

Glad to hear you're ok.

 

[Jackie.Hikaru]

stop making me cry you horrible person

 

[MillieDynamite]

So, I went down and signed the paperwork pressing charges on the dipshit failure of a would-be B&E artist for breaking into and entering my house. He apparently grabbed a nick-nack movie memorabilia Scene Clapper my dad gave me my first Christmas with them. I hadn't noticed he'd taken it, but he still had it on him when he was arrested. I don't get back until after the trial if there is one.

 

[StillStunned]

So, I went down and signed the paperwork pressing charges on the dipshit failure of a would-be B&E artist for breaking into and entering my house. He apparently grabbed a nick-nack movie memorabilia Scene Clapper my dad gave me my first Christmas with them. I hadn't noticed he'd taken it, but he still had it on him when he was arrested. I don't get back until after the trial if there is one.

Good for you!

I have a suggestion for reforming the criminal justice system. Victims should have the choice between sending the perp to prison and kicking them in the dangly bits.

 

[MillieDynamite]

Yes, it's sort of counter to the thread's intended purpose. But Mum is ill today, and that makes me SAD!

 

[MrPixel]

Today's disappointment is the furnace in the guest house shooting craps. Tech already came and went. Easy diagnosis, but the (not) wonderful news is the part needed to fix is discontinued. They're going to check their network hoping to find one, otherwise it's $10K to replace the furnace.

 

[Trionyx]

Today's disappointment is the furnace in the guest house shooting craps. Tech already came and went. Easy diagnosis, but the (not) wonderful news is the part needed to fix is discontinued. They're going to check their network hoping to find one, otherwise it's $10K to replace the furnace.

Had that happen to an oven a few years ago. No parts available. Oven was small and no new ones could fit in the space. Can you say ‘kitchen remodel’?

 

[MillieDynamite]

I've developed a horrible headache in the past fifteen minutes. Time to get off her, I guess.

 

[Zootonius]

I've developed a horrible headache in the past fifteen minutes. Time to get off her, I guess.

"get off her?"

Okay, if that gives you a headache.

 

[MrPixel]

Today's disappointment is the furnace in the guest house shooting craps. Tech already came and went. Easy diagnosis, but the (not) wonderful news is the part needed to fix is discontinued. They're going to check their network hoping to find one, otherwise it's $10K to replace the furnace.

Well. They found "a" part and at last check it seems to be working. Tech still isn't sure this is the right part because of the (expensive) modification made at the end of the summer when the A/C died. IOW, the "new" part could fail because it's a mismatch. It's sort of a Frankenstein system given multiple repairs in the eight years we've had it. So I guess we're warming-up (ha!) to the idea that a new one, etc., is in our near future.

...Sigh... It's only money.

 

[_Lynn_]

Needed a tooth pulled. There was infection under the crown (which was put on over twenty years ago) so now I have stitches and extreme pain. I take a blood thinner but that hasn't ever been a problem. Hitting the bed early and hoping the clots don't open while I'm asleep. Maybe tomorrow I can find something soft enough to eat. Greek yogurt was a suggestion. Of course I don't have any here.

 

[RachelPost]

Let's see...Car didn't want to start, almost left my phone at the grocery store, broke my favorite wine glass with the last of the wine in it. The only positive part was it was a day off.

 

[PrimeOptimal]

Not so much disappointed but worried. I have a story awaiting publication that's been "pending" for 6 days now (submitted Dec 9, it is now afternoon of Dec 15 in my country). I am new to publishing stories and this is only my 4th one. The FAQ says stories are published within 2-4 days. I'm starting to worry because I don't know if maybe there's something wrong with my story or it was accidentally glossed over. Is it normal for approval or rejection to take this long?

 

[StillStunned]

Not so much disappointed but worried. I have a story awaiting publication that's been "pending" for 6 days now (submitted Dec 9, it is now afternoon of Dec 15 in my country). I am new to publishing stories and this is only my 4th one. The FAQ says stories are published within 2-4 days. I'm starting to worry because I don't know if maybe there's something wrong with my story or it was accidentally glossed over. Is it normal for approval or rejection to take this long?

Quite a few people are experiencing delays in their stories going up. 6 days is nothing out of the ordinary just now, even for established authors. One issue seems to be the added check for AI-generated text.

 

[Michael682]

Disappointed in what I didn’t get done at work yesterday. Got other stuff done but not what I’d intended.

 

[PrimeOptimal]

Quite a few people are experiencing delays in their stories going up. 6 days is nothing out of the ordinary just now, even for established authors. One issue seems to be the added check for AI-generated text.

Thanks for the clarification

 

[Bramblethorn]

Sorry for being corny, but I really believe this message. For anyone who needs to hear this.
"Sometimes, your mind plays tricks on you. It can tell you you're no good, that it's all hopeless. But you are loved. And important. And you bring to this world things that no one else can. So hold on.

Similar mood, this one helped me in some rough times:

 

[MillieDynamite]

My dad wants to retire, but, as I've mentioned before, we went through a massive business bankruptcy in the past and lost all of his retirements. They think they can retire when Mum is 67 and gets half of his social security.

 

[Cagivagurl]

Oh, what coincidence to find this today. I've been feeling quite suicidal as of late. No, no reason to worry it's going to happen... too much volition to do it, but the thoughts still persist. It started with a tooth recently giving me constant hell which needed me to go to the dentist else I'd be in constant pain, and the visits to this dentist have taken a quarter of a month's salary altogether. A QUARTER. With the other half gone on rent, the notice that the rent is going up a bit because fucking inflation is having everyone throw their troubles into someone else's basket until you're left with the people who have to bear the weight of a fucking society's failings. This added onto the fact that despite being a college-educated IT major with a bright mind and experience in a rather demanded field (BI development, managers are almost thirsty for it) I have seen no job offer for years because either they want to pay me less than a warehouse worker, they want someone that can be easily manipulated (into being paid less than a warehouse worker) or people are just not hiring. So here I am at my current job that is giving me no tasks and expecting me to somehow magically make them money. All paired with the fact that I am aware I have no future because not only are there no partners around that I would find even mildly decent, just the endless stream of demanding, worthless women that judge you by your properties rather than your person, the housing market now catering to companies rather than to people which means I can't even fucking afford a place to live without renting forever. And the knowledge that things have been consolidated into such a hell that we have no way out of it. And it's Christmas, or close to it.

Maybe it was just the straw that broke my mental shield, but the world sure is in a state where I wonder what the fuck is even the point.

@Stimtheone ...I know this will sound trite, but. I understand the knotted feelings of depression oh to well. It is a constant battle, and yes. The stupidest insignificant things trigger it for no reason.
Deasth sometimes looks so appealing, but I implore you. Talk to somebody, those horrid inescapable moments will pass, and hopefully you can at least get your head above water.
No that you're loved and appreciated.
There are people on your side.
PM me if you would like to chat privately.
I have felt what you feel. Don't suffer alone, we can help

Love Cagivagurl

 

[MillieDynamite]

I hope you can find a little peace and please seek out some professional help. I hope you are able to get your own place. I loved living in apartments, until we got our house. I wouldn't go back now. But Christmas is supposed to be the happiest time of the year. And yet, for many if not most, it is the worst. All my best wishes and hopes and few prayers for you.

Oh, what coincidence to find this today. I've been feeling quite suicidal as of late. No, no reason to worry it's going to happen... too much volition to do it, but the thoughts still persist. It started with a tooth recently giving me constant hell which needed me to go to the dentist else I'd be in constant pain, and the visits to this dentist have taken a quarter of a month's salary altogether. A QUARTER. With the other half gone on rent, the notice that the rent is going up a bit because fucking inflation is having everyone throw their troubles into someone else's basket until you're left with the people who have to bear the weight of a fucking society's failings. This added onto the fact that despite being a college-educated IT major with a bright mind and experience in a rather demanded field (BI development, managers are almost thirsty for it) I have seen no job offer for years because either they want to pay me less than a warehouse worker, they want someone that can be easily manipulated (into being paid less than a warehouse worker) or people are just not hiring. So here I am at my current job that is giving me no tasks and expecting me to somehow magically make them money. All paired with the fact that I am aware I have no future because not only are there no partners around that I would find even mildly decent, just the endless stream of demanding, worthless women that judge you by your properties rather than your person, the housing market now catering to companies rather than to people which means I can't even fucking afford a place to live without renting forever. And the knowledge that things have been consolidated into such a hell that we have no way out of it. And it's Christmas, or close to it.

Maybe it was just the straw that broke my mental shield, but the world sure is in a state where I wonder what the fuck is even the point.

 

[Codoc24]

My wife and I had to put our beloved 16-year-old cat to sleep this week. Several months ago, he was diagnosed with a tumor on his lung. We felt he was too old to go through major surgery. He was in pretty good health at the time, but he got worse and worse, and we decided this week it was time. It was hard enough to go through the process, but my wife loved him so much, and was crying her eyes out made it even harder. It killed me to see her so sad.

 

[StillStunned]

My wife and I had to put our beloved 16-year-old cat to sleep this week. Several months ago, he was diagnosed with a tumor on his lung. We felt he was too old to go through major surgery. He was in pretty good health at the time, but he got worse and worse, and we decided this week it was time. It was hard enough to go through the process, but my wife loved him so much, and was crying her eyes out made it even harder. It killed me to see her so sad.

So sorry to hear that.
One thing that helped when we had one of our cats put down a few years ago was imagining him walking up to the Pearly Gates and flicking his tail while he waited for them to open.

 

[Codoc24]

FYI - this poem is in the public domain

Seems kind of appropriate for this thread


Ernest Lawrence Thayer
1863 –1940

The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day:
The score stood four to two, with but one inning more to play,
And then when Cooney died at first, and Barrows did the same,
A pall-like silence fell upon the patrons of the game.
A straggling few got up to go in deep despair. The rest
Clung to the hope which springs eternal in the human breast;
They thought, "If only Casey could but get a whack at that—
We'd put up even money now, with Casey at the bat."
But Flynn preceded Casey, as did also Jimmy Blake,
And the former was a hoodoo, while the latter was a cake;
So upon that stricken multitude grim melancholy sat,
For there seemed but little chance of Casey getting to the bat.
But Flynn let drive a single, to the wonderment of all,
And Blake, the much despisèd, tore the cover off the ball;
And when the dust had lifted, and men saw what had occurred,
There was Jimmy safe at second and Flynn a-hugging third.
Then from five thousand throats and more there rose a lusty yell;
It rumbled through the valley, it rattled in the dell;
It pounded on the mountain and recoiled upon the flat,
For Casey, mighty Casey, was advancing to the bat.
There was ease in Casey's manner as he stepped into his place;
There was pride in Casey's bearing and a smile lit Casey's face.
And when, responding to the cheers, he lightly doffed his hat,
No stranger in the crowd could doubt 'twas Casey at the bat.
Ten thousand eyes were on him as he rubbed his hands with dirt;
Five thousand tongues applauded when he wiped them on his shirt;
Then while the writhing pitcher ground the ball into his hip,
Defiance flashed in Casey's eye, a sneer curled Casey's lip.
And now the leather-covered sphere came hurtling through the air,
And Casey stood a-watching it in haughty grandeur there.
Close by the sturdy batsman the ball unheeded sped—
"That ain't my style," said Casey. "Strike one!" the umpire said.
From the benches, black with people, there went up a muffled roar,
Like the beating of the storm-waves on a stern and distant shore;
"Kill him! Kill the umpire!" shouted someone on the stand;
And it's likely they'd have killed him had not Casey raised his hand.
With a smile of Christian charity great Casey's visage shone;
He stilled the rising tumult; he bade the game go on;
He signaled to the pitcher, and once more the dun sphere flew;
But Casey still ignored it and the umpire said, "Strike two!"
"Fraud!" cried the maddened thousands, and echo answered "Fraud!"
But one scornful look from Casey and the audience was awed.
They saw his face grow stern and cold, they saw his muscles strain,
And they knew that Casey wouldn't let that ball go by again.
The sneer is gone from Casey's lip, his teeth are clenched in hate,
He pounds with cruel violence his bat upon the plate;
And now the pitcher holds the ball, and now he lets it go,
And now the air is shattered by the force of Casey's blow.
Oh, somewhere in this favoured land the sun is shining bright,
The band is playing somewhere, and somewhere hearts are light;
And somewhere men are laughing, and somewhere children shout,
But there is no joy in Mudville—mighty Casey has struck out.

 

[AchtungNight]

I’m feeling depressed constantly too. The fact that I’m perpetually alone is the main reason. Having a hot imaginary girlfriend who’s also your therapist only goes so far. A friend of mine recently reminded me that being alone means you don’t have to worry about anyone else’s feelings and you can, say, play video games all day and no one complains if you don’t. I didn’t reply that it also means you have to find your own joy and peace in this world- which seven years after my real life divorce are things I now honestly want from another person over me. And no, I don’t want another online relationship that I know will never go any further. I want to meet someone else, take them to movies and concerts, have dinner with them, and yes, hook up for sex occasionally or regularly if we get that far. I’m not stupid enough to feel entitled to it, I just think it would be better than what I got now and I feel like I don’t know how to get it in today’s world. Dating apps are full of ghosts and fakers. Everyone I meet in person doesn’t see me as a potential date, let alone the level of intimacy I want. I dared to hope for a revival with my ex, but there’s nothing there but kidding acquaintance and a past she’d rather forget. No one else on the horizon. I don’t know how I can get through it.

Maybe another video game triumph or good film will help me stave off despair another day. At least work is satisfying for me and pays my bills. At least my platonic relationships are all good at the moment. At least I know to avoid the places that will only make it worse like bars. Who knows, maybe I can get in the right mood to release another story that satisfies me and Lit will accept it along with my readers. And maybe I’ll either find someone or become content. We’ll see. Encouragement appreciated. Happy Festivus, y’all.

 

[StillStunned]

I’m feeling depressed constantly too. The fact that I’m perpetually alone is the main reason. Having a hot imaginary girlfriend who’s also your therapist only goes so far. A friend of mine recently reminded me that being alone means you don’t have to worry about anyone else’s feelings and you can, say, play video games all day and no one complains if you don’t. I didn’t reply that it also means you have to find your own joy and peace in this world- which seven years after my real life divorce are things I now honestly want from another person over me. And no, I don’t want another online relationship that I know will never go any further. I want to meet someone else, take them to movies and concerts, have dinner with them, and yes, hook up for sex occasionally or regularly if we get that far. I’m not stupid enough to feel entitled to it, I just think it would be better than what I got now and I feel like I don’t know how to get it in today’s world. Dating apps are full of ghosts and fakers. Everyone I meet in person doesn’t see me as a potential date, let alone the level of intimacy I want. I dared to hope for a revival with my ex, but there’s nothing there but kidding acquaintance and a past she’d rather forget. No one else on the horizon. I don’t know how I can get through it.

Maybe another video game triumph or good film will help me stave off despair another day. At least work is satisfying for me and pays my bills. At least my platonic relationships are all good at the moment. At least I know to avoid the places that will only make it worse like bars. Who knows, maybe I can get in the right mood to release another story that satisfies me and Lit will accept it along with my readers. And maybe I’ll either find someone or become content. We’ll see. Encouragement appreciated. Happy Festivus, y’all.

I'm sorry to hear it. My wife has been abroad for less than a week, and I'm already losing the will to do much besides wait until we have a video call. I can't imagine what it would be like to be alone long-term.

I hope you can hang in there until you find someone. Just remember, there are eight billion people. If the odds of finding the right one for you are one in a million, that still means there are eight thousand potential matches just waiting to be found. Chances are, they're just as eager to find you as you are to find them.