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Screw TV…

Tuesday, November 6th, 2012

I’m so sick and tired of all of the damn Political commercials that I’m making it a point to have absolutely nothing to do with the idiot box next to me until Wednesday. Everyone is pushing to get their last cry out for todays elections and I’m done with it. I think, no matter which way you go, America is pretty much fucked anyway.

So I’m sitting here with headphones on and pretty much saying “Fuck it” while throwing myself into some pending projects. I’d prefer to be sleeping, but that never happens when I want it to anyway, so why would it change now?

I bought a bed this past weekend. Random right? I know! I literally went into Sleepy’s with the intent of just looking around because my back has been completely screwed up since we’ve moved back down to Delaware and the biggest reason behind it rests heavily on the bed that was gifted to Karen.  It was a used full-sized bed that was pretty much shot.  We tried to modify it by adding a good quality 4″ thick foam piece on it. It isn’t a low quality foam topper that you’d get from Walmart, she’s had this foam for god knows how long and it’s held up pretty damn well for at least 10 years.  It had minor use as an extra cushy dog bed on the floor.  But it was basically just folded in half for the density. It’s a full-sized topper and did pretty well on the bed for Sean and I but there was really no way it was going to work as a long-term solution considering it offers more support as a mattress on the floor than it does as a topper on a crappy mattress anyway.

So, Karen and I ventured out on Saturday to do some minor shopping and see what Sleepy’s had to offer. I found a bed on their website the night before and wanted to see if I could find something similar in the store considering it was an online-only deal and there was no way I was buying a bed online without laying in it first.  So we walked in, met the salesman and he pointed us in the direction of the bed that was close to the one I’d found the night before.  After two seconds of laying down I knew it was going to be “The Bed”.  I ventured around the store a bit, don’t get me wrong, but I kept coming back to this one.  It’s a Simmons Beautyrest, typically around $3500 for a Queen size.  So, I showed him the paper I printed out that morning of the one found online, which was close in price / make / model but it was on sale for about $1050, taking about 60% off the cost.  He was able to price match everything to the point that I went for the King size instead of the Queen.  (Go big or Go Home – right?).

The bed as a King was $3800 for the mattress/boxspring, he price matched down to $1450.  That’s like what, 60-70 percent off?  We added about $50 for the mattress protector that the manufacturer requires in order for the bed to be replaced (if needed). I always thought that was a Sleepy’s thing, but it’s the Manufacturers call – they just have to throw it down your throat.

The issue I have with the protector is it’s basically mandatory  BUT – if there’s a single stain on the bed, even if it doesn’t bother you, it voids the warranty   Now, even if there’s a 5-inch deep hole in the bed because the springs are fucked up – if that stain is there and you didn’t get the mattress protector – you can consider yourself shit out of luck.  How fucked up is that shit, seriously? Because it’s 100% possible to not get a 5-inch deep hole in the bed as long as that covers on – give me a break.

Anyway – by the time everything was said and done and this guy made his fifty phone calls to see if any of this was even possible – he factored in that I already had a credit card through Sleepy’s that had a full $1500 limit on it, he was able to price-down just about every aspect of my purchase.  For a whopping total of $1499.98 (two cents to spare), I got a King Sized Mattress/Box plus a free bedframe, and free NEXT DAY delivery.  I woke up at 10am on Sunday and they were knocking on the door at 10:30 to deliver the bed.  Everything happened so fast I couldn’t help but be completely overjoyed to the point that I laid down after putting the sheets on and passed the fuck out LOL.

Now, nine times out of ten they’ll give you a free bedframe for spending over $1200 anyway. BUT – he tweaked the system a bit and got me the most expensive one that has it’s own 20 year warranty. It’s some fancy frame that usually costs like $300, I got it free. Doesn’t even look like a normal one but just based on its appearance you can tell its a hell of a lot more sturdy and I’m actually comfortable with the fact that Bella occasionally likes to be sleeping under the bed, I don’t think this thing COULD actually break.

So yea, with two cents to spare Sean and I have been completely upgraded and let me tell ya – minus the fact that my back is completely fucked – this bed is comfortable as shit.  I took the “Sleepys Comfort Zone” challenge and fell inbetween the Comfort Level 3 and 4 ranges.  This means that while I prefer a medium firmness, I also like luxury plush tops. So this bed (the Avondale model) is a slightly firm (good support) mattress with a two inch thick pillow top to keep everything nice and cozy. So softness AND support? My back should be feelin pretty good in the next few days.

My issue, cause we all know Sciatica is a bitch, is the fact that there’s ANOTHER pressure change in the atmosphere so I feel just about everything.  My back started acting up just before Hurricane Sandy started destroying the east coast, but now there’s the potential for another noreaster to take out the eastern seaboard again and I’ve noticed that as the “Holy Crap – Gonna do this shit again” day approaches, my back just keeps getting worse and worse.  To make matters worse, it’s not even really going to affect Delaware other than just some rain (as experienced with Sandy), it’s going to hit NY and NJ dead on, and there are still hundreds of thousands of people without power.

Mother nature sure is on the fucking rag this Fall. I swear to God.

 

Really Comcast/Xfinity… Really?

Tuesday, October 16th, 2012

So today we all lingered around the house instead of running errands because of the 3 hour window we were given by Comcast for them to setup the new phone, and fix the cable box issue we’re having.  Sean wondered down to the Comcast office in an effort to exchange the digital adaptor for an actual digital box, he was informed that since there is a pending work order, they can not make any changes to the account.  He wasn’t trilled about it, but understood and made the 10 minute drive back to the house unscathed.  We continued to wait, I was on the porch for the bulk of the afternoon talking to Muir and my father and giving them the run down on how things have been playing out for a while.  Not one Comcast truck drove down the street, and the only cars I actually saw were 3 or so different cars, the bulk of which were neighbors – one was verified as a realtor because they were doing something with the house across the street. I recognized her because I had her walk me through the house that Sean and I fell in love with last October.

About 5:15 or so I went inside and said “Yea, so much for between 3 & 5”, Sean agreed and Karen jumped on the phone to call and find out what’s going on.  Supposedly someone (in this house) received a phone call from Comcast noting the appointment was Cancelled, or the issue was that no one was home when Comcast came by.  Either way there’s someone, somewhere, claiming they made the effort to actually follow through with a service call and I’m pretty confident that isn’t the case at all. Either Comcast is covering up, or the service rep is an asshole who is providing the office with false information.  So we were informed that nothing can be done for us until Saturday afternoon, which of course we consider a true crock of shit.  We have no phone in the house, and one of the cable boxes is malfunctioning.  We have to wait until Saturday AND they’re going to charge us $40 for the service call.  Are you fucking kidding me?  I can’t imagine ( by any means ) how Comcast could be a more fucked up company than it is.  I already think its bull shit that the only way to save money on the bill is to have them give you a telephone that you don’t even want.  What’s the point of even offering a “Double Play” if you’re just going to make a Triple-Play cheaper anyway?

So since we were stuck until Saturday, I did the same thing I did last weekend and posted a message on TWITTER for assistance.  Someone (a second Employee from Comcast to prove his has a brain) was able to setup the box within five seconds of sending him the direct message with the serial number on the box.  I don’t quite understand why I have to resort to Twitter in order to accomplish something with this company, but that’s just how it’s got to go I guess.

Either way I’m still going to be making it a point to get in touch with corporate about this bull shit $40 service call, there’s no fucking way in hell we should have to pay for someone to show up considering they’ve already proven that they were incapable of doing it in the first place!

Yup…

Thursday, September 20th, 2012

I have no interest in a really long detailed update, but need to vent.

We’re still not in New York. We’re also not in Delaware right now either.  We’re up in Baltimore in a hotel while Sean’s mom is sitting in the ICU at Johns Hopkins Hospital. She had her lower left lung removed. It was supposed to be a simple robotic surgery but it turned into her having to be cut open so a vein could be created to lead to her heart (causing them to have to stop her heart to attach said vein).  The 5 hour surgery turned into a 7-8 hour surgery where tensions were running high amongst just about everyone.  The next day she had an ‘episode’ that we’ve dubbed a panic attack but I (and a few doctors) believe it was a very mild heart attack.  Things were touchy for the first few days but she’s so heavily medicated to help with pain tolerance that she thankfully doesn’t remember very much. They had to give her a heavy blood thinner so a few of her tubes can’t be removed due to a heavy risk of bleeding – that instantly put a 7 day delay on recovery time.

The bad news we got today was the fact that the vein they created for her is too small (rightfully so, everything about her anatomy is too small) and there’s not enough bloodflow to the upper lobe and now she’s at a 50/50 chance of losing her entire left lung and having to go back in for another surgery, where they’ll have to stop her heart again to remove the vein they’d previously attached. My head is running a thousand miles a minute and even though I’m making it a point to stay awake to get some work done – all I want to do is curl into a ball and get some rest because I know that there’s a extremely long road ahead of us and I feel like Sean and I are going to need our strength more than she will just so we can mentally get through it.  She’s a tough lady but no matter how strong you are mentally – the physical will catch up to you.

We’re basically playing the next week by ear. She’s getting the Epidural tube taken out on Friday, by then the blood thinners given to her this past Saturday will have filtered themselves out of her system so she’s not at too high of a risk for bleeding out.  It’s not the same type of Epidural one would get if they were having a baby, this one is higher up on the back and targeted to her chest cavity for pain relief. I just think she needs to be heavily sedated for the next month (at least).  I saw her back today, I was avoiding it for a while but curiosity got the best of me. The poor thing is purple on her left side and the area where they cut her open just about killed me. I’ve seen stiches before but I’ve never seen anything like that. If they actually did need to go back in to remove the upper lobe I just see her being in three times as much pain as she’s already in.  If she goes to adjust herself in bed she’s just about screaming in pain.

It kills me when there’s nothing that you can physically do to help someone, and I think that’s pretty much how things are going to go for quite a few months during her recovery.  Almost makes me wish I was some kind of pill popping idiot, just so I’d have a stock of something to give to her so she’s numb for the recovery.

Whoopsie!

Thursday, June 28th, 2012

My back is finally starting to feel better.  I’m able to get around a bit more, and standing up isn’t as much of a chore as it’s been for the past few weeks.  There are still a few instances of where I step wrong and feel a twinge but I’m able to breath through it and keep moving.  So that gets one issue out of my way.  I figure it’s going to take a few more days before I’m 100%, but I’m on definitely on track!

As far as work is concerned, things have been completely off the fucking wall.  Emails coming in and out all day long – which is typical – but the rise in clients means I need to stay on top of things that much more.  On top of working for my own clients, I still have a standing contract with a design firm in Manhattan that’s been bringing in a lot of work for Sean and I over the course of the past few months.  I feel that this month has blown up to the point that my head is spinning.  I think I’ve worked on 4 major wordpress sites in the past week and all of them, somehow, got done.  There’s one left that I need to PSD->HTML and then wait on client approval, after that it’s going into WooCommerce, which is one if the biggest pains in the ass I’ve ever had to code for.  There aren’t enough tutorials to get me through but I do have a copy of one of their premium themes for the script that a client provided to me to edit to their liking and I’m referring back to it so I can figure out what template files handle what – this way everything runs seamlessly with their main theme.

I was completely surprised this past week when I received a notification from Sponsored Reviews saying that there was a pending advertiser looking for a post on krissy.nu, I almost instantly accepted and saw that I had a few days to complete the write-up so I pushed it aside to finish up more pressing matters and then completely forgot about it, like a moron I lost out on a $200 post ($400 sponsor – I get 50%).  So I’ll cut my losses there, and hope that something else comes through.  I did want to get back into sponsored posts because there was a time when I was earning over $3500 a month through all of the different sources – but those sources have since expired (minus a few) and it doesn’t really seem to be worth it anymore.  Unless I can get myself a position as a content writer somewhere, I’ll worry about it some other time.

So it’s creeping up on Independance Day and thankfully Sean and I will be down in Delaware for a much needed vacation.  I’m looking forward to seeing the fireworks, and need to figure out if we’re going via Trolly or driving down earlier in the day in hopes to get a parking space.  After that we’re hoping to hit up the beach, and spend a day in Maryland (both Ocean City AND Salisbury), maybe even head over to Assateague Beach to take a look at the wild horses everyones always raving about.  Basically the stuff we never really did while we actually LIVED in DE, heh.  I know we’re heading up to Dover for a day to get in some light shopping at Best Buy (gotta love tax free!) and then hopefully hitting up Dover Downs cause I’m itching to get into a Casino.  I do know that on the 9th we’re possibly heading to Baltimore with Sean’s mom cause she has things to take care of there and I’ve never been to Baltimore before so I’m looking forward to that too.

Before heading down there’s a lot to take care of.  I still have one site to completely code, and a PSD to start. I also need to pack and go through our toiletries bag to double check for what we do and don’t have prior to heading down. PLUS it’s the 29th so that means it’s my sisters birthday. I promised I’d take her out to do some shopping because I know how much she needs clothes but with the way my back has been feeling I haven’t been able to get up and round to do it. Plus with the overload of work that hasn’t really helped my productivity out of the house either – proof is on the bare shelves of the kitchen.   So at some point tomorrow (well… today after i wake up), I’ll be heading out to do some minor shopping for basically everything so there’s food in the house for while we’re gone, a bag of treats for my sister, two weeks (at least) worth of Dog Food so Bella doesn’t starve to death and whatever else I need to get us down to DE with no problems.  On top of that I believe Muir is coming over with her hubby so he can get the new fixtures up in our main bathroom so the shower is usable and we can stop using my dads. I’m not 100% on that though, I’m sure I’ll wake up to a text message telling me yay or nay heh.

We’re hoping to leave early on Saturday morning in hopes to beat the excessive traffic heading down to the beaches but we’ll have to see how that goes.  We’re planning on taking the parkway down to Cape May so we can take the ferry into Lewes and cut down on an hour and a half of driving time but we’ll have to see how that goes, we don’t even know when we’re leaving.  I wanted to leave about 3am tomorrow night (saturday morning) but now I think we’re waiting until early Sunday morning.  The actual day is up in the air but we know for sure that we’re leaving this weekend.

I just can’t wait to get out of here.

UGH ALREADY!

Thursday, June 14th, 2012

The word HECTIC doesn’t even begin to describe the last couple of days. Not only am I still dealing with my back issues but I’m so overloaded with numerous different accounts that I can’t get ahead to save my life. I finished three tasks today but that doesn’t even begin to scratch the surface of what’s left to be done – and based on conversations there’s a lot more coming.

Sean and I were out all afternoon yesterday, and later on into the evening so we wound up being at least 7 hours behind on everything. We had a lunch meeting and then had some things to take care of at Microcenter that didn’t pan out too well, we wound up heading over to Best Buy to have the same result. The issue is, a lot more graphics heavy work is coming in and I’m going to be spending more time in Photoshop than I’d personally prefer – based on this I wanted to see if I can get financing for a Macbook Pro being as I’m pretty much stuck in bed and I really need the Mac power behind me to keep things moving. The only other option would be to figure out how to mount my iMac on the wall underneath the TV that’s already mounted (and too big for the room), being as that isn’t an option I went for the Macbook.

The reason for the rush, however, is due to the fact that Mac announced they are no longer making the MacBook Pro 17″ laptops. Knowing that there are only a few left on the shelves I figured it was time to get my hands on one before they’re gone. Upon applying for financing I was really upset with the amount that I was approved for as it didn’t even cover 50%. I made a few phone calls, and looked into things and was basically told that my credit has taken too many hits over the past few months and I absolutely will not be approved for anything until everything is paid down by at least 30%. This isn’t really possible considering the two heavy hits are 5-year auto loans – there’s no way to pay off 30% of those anytime soon.

The way around it would be to cut my credit cards down by 50%, which is actually 100% possible if people would pay Sean and I the money that we’re owed from past accounts. When going through all of our unpaid invoices and factoring in other things, we’re owed upwards of $10,000 right now. A single client is in the $3,500 range and he’s been dodging us for a year claiming he’s bankrupt. Yea well that still doesn’t stop you from using your fucking website every day – doesn’t it buddy?

The only upside to yesterday was the fact that we stopped at Staples on the way home and I picked up a new desk chair in hopes to have something comfortable to work in, instead of the other chair that really doesn’t offer any kind of support whatsoever. I originally thought that the guy gave us the wrong chair, after Sean put it together, but after looking into it and trying to remember all of the 100000 chairs I sat in before I found this one – I think it was actually the right one and it’s now sitting at my desk. I’m not.

I’m exhausted, in pain, and just fricken annoyed. The days keep moving, the work keeps piling up, and now I’m actually laying in bed with the laptop hooked up with the HDMI port to my TV just so I can lay flat to try to take some of the pressure off my back. It’s worked pretty well today but the issue now is the fact that my eyes are totally fucked because the text doesn’t generate quite the same way on the big screen as it does on my laptop. I’ve found that my eyes have crossed more times because of the TV than they ever have on the laptop/iMac before. I’ll fight through it though – I usually do.

It’s about 2:30am now, I know there’s at least another 4 hours to knock out before I can get some sleep. I was doing so well with getting back on track and waking up before 5:30 in the afternoon but now it’s just not happening. Gotta keep moving.

The saving grace for today was when Sean looked at me and told me that they only temporarily discontinued the 17″ Macbook because of the fact that they can’t do the retina display on that size monitor yet. They’re so anal about uniformity that they pulled it from the shelves until they could figure it out. I just don’t understand why they can still offer the 15″ without the retina display but pulled the 17″, you don’t always need to have two options for every size – the size alone is an option itself damn it! Hopefully within the next 2 years they’ll actually get the 17″ back on the shelves. For now, however, I’ll be completely wiping my laptop and installing Mac OSX on it to remove myself from Windows completely. I’m sick of booting this thing up every day and having another fucking security update to figure out. Maybe if Windows wasn’t such a piece of shit there wouldn’t be so many security flaws – duh?

In Honor of HUMP day

Wednesday, June 13th, 2012

So here’s the thing, I dont like to complain and I don’t think I ask too much……I just want five freakin minutes of peace!!

I have been battling this new crazy schedule of cranky baby in the day, getting absolutely nothing accomplished except making baba and finding the binkie (pacafier) my son loves to throw under the couch all day. Once my husband gets home from work all I can think is WHERE DO I START! Not only do I have my work that I get paid for to catch up on, before anyone figures out I haven’t completed it all day…..but my house is a freakin disaster. I finally got to the dishes and laundry yesterday. The livingroom and bedroom were glowing on Monday. What goes on in this house that I can not keep it clean for one freakin full day?

So today, my husband was kind enough to remind me that he couldn’t remember the last time I took a shower. I of course thanked him, cause REALLY, I can’t figure out that I stink, duh!! Anywho, I decide I am going to clean tub and take a bubble bath and read my book (maybe even finish it)……Lets see how this went down.

Wash the tub – check

Sweep the floor so its nice when I step out – check

Run HOT water – check

Find stopper – check

Find a old favorite bath salt – check

Hot water is nice and hot, bath salts have been poured in, book ready to be read. I undress, take first step into bath and wonder why there is a weird smell….combination of moth balls and amonia.  Whatever, it will go away, I just need to relax. I get all comfy in the water, reading my book by page two the tub is half empty…..seriously! No worries, I can work with it….I notice the door start to open, here comes the eefing cat. She needs to see what I am doing and use her litter box. Now, I don’t know if anyone elses cat does this, but she goes in there and scratches at all the walls, wtf. So I yell at her to get out…..and in comes the weird smell again, so the combination was that freakin cats toilet and my bath salts that were way too old to enjoy ever again. But the bottle is pretty so I might keep for bathroom prop.

Then my water gets even lower, the cat left door open so draft is making room perfectly chilly. The cat is now in the bedroom, scratching on everything, and knocking stuff over. All I here is “scratch, scratch, crash” I yell at her to get out, and she defiantly meow’s back at me! It just keeps going, finally four pages into my book, a qaurter filled cold bubble bath and amonia/moth ball filled room later, I get out of tub, kick cat out of room. Put on same old house pants I started with, and will go make dinner.

I just want five freakin minutes! I guess when I take my SHOWER, after dinner I can count it as a rest from my house.

To be or Not to be….Offended?

Monday, June 4th, 2012

So as a new mommy, I admit that I do not have many other mommy friends with children the same age. Most have children 3yrs and up or no children at all. I know that this will all change once my son starts going to some sort of school, but in the meantime, we take what we can get. When my son was first born, I was happy to re-kindle a friendship from past with a new mommy to a little boy only 2 months older than mine. Niether of us were working so we would have playdates almost every day. Once my friend got a job, we really didn’t get to see each other. The phone calls and texts became fewer and longer inbetween, then stopped all together. Not in a bad way, just in a I’m busy kinda way. I never thought that we had become non-friends. So when it was approaching her sons first birthday, I received a random group text about the hosting a party (a tupperware type thing) to help raise funds to throw the party about a month before. Then as usual, I never heard anything else.

Last week it dawned on me that I had not heard anything else, and decided to check her facebook….I was shocked to see that she was posting about getting ready for the partty, and that the invites had gone out, yada yada yada. I simply could not resist, I texted her in a fashion that seemed as if I didn’t see this information: “Someone’s big 1st birthday is coming up! It went so fast, can’t believe we haven’t seen each other, we must have a playdate soon!” her reply: “I thought you hated me or something! Im having a bday bbq on sat u should come! Im so glad 2 hear from u!!!” It seemed she had this feeling, but I did, and don’t, know why? At the same time I was completely offended that she hadn’t picked up a phone, or sent my son an invite. I happen to be one of those people that over analysis a situation, for two reasons. One is that I really do want to be a kind person and see the best in all, and second I want to make sure that I was not going crazy and really did not do something wrong to cause this situation.

Fast forward to the morning of the party. I start my over analysis, and question if I should really go to the party. If I don’t go, I would simply text her on Monday to explain that I was offended, and didn’t really feel comfortable attending since we didn’t receive a real invite. Then I cross examined myself and thought, since she extended the invite, even if it was by text, that it would be rude not to make an appearance.  I went back and forth with myself for about an hour n half  before finally deciding I was being silly and to just go. Offended or not, it was proper etiquette  to attend. And figured if it was wierd; we had made our appereance and we could just leave.

When we turned onto her block it was chuck full of cars, I found a spot a block away and headed towards the house. The front yard was covered in a bouncy house, thru to the backyard covered in a huge tent with a dozen tables and chairs, a professional sized grill, five large coolers filled with beer, wine, water, juice boxes, and other adult cocktail mixes. On another table, they served penne al a vodka, sausage n peppers, pulled pork, potato salad, cole slaw, pasta salad, corn on the cobb, hambergers and hot dogs. The tent was decorated with tons of balloons, and there were people EVERYWHERE! This was no ordinary 1st bday, this was for the adults….(in kicked my reasoning for being offended! This was a big affair, and obviously invites had to have been sent, I was offended again!) I immediately called my husband and told him, “get in the shower, you are coming to this party! Im the only one by myself with a baby” I usually don’t make my husband attend such events cause he gets board and annoyed. I wound up having the best time, enjoyed the food, music, and other guests. I didn’t feel wierd at all, and it turned out to be such a fun day for my whole family. So offended or not, I chalk it up to a good time that would never had been if I had kept that negativity of being offended run thru my viens.

Curious though, would you have been offended?

Absolutely Fricken Fantastic!

Thursday, April 19th, 2012

I woke up in a mood today.  There’s a few things going on around the house that are slowly beginning to take their toll on me and I had a moment this morning where I completely blew up and just couldn’t handle things anymore.  I called Muir and basically said “Get your ass over here, NOW!”.   She showed up, I got to talk things out and we then got everything setup outside so we could work outside for the remainder of the day.  We hung a few tarps up around the gazebo to block out the excess sunlight so the glare on the laptops was almost non existent, it definitely did the charm – that’s for sure.

She got a lot done out of her task manager, the big one was getting Dreamweaver setup on her MacBook.  After 40 minutes of transferring it to her off our in-house server and then installing it – we found that it wasn’t acting right.  Sean did a quick assessment of it and came to the conclusion that her hard drive is corrupt.  We thought of the numerous different ways that this could happen and settled on the diaper bag.  There’s a magnet on the front pocket and we think that the laptop may have gotten to close to it and now we need to work on fixing everything.  From there we also were able to figure out why her cellphone is so screwed up – magnet strikes again.

Needless to say, minus the fact that Sean, Muir and I enjoyed our time working today – when you include my morning bull shit and her laptop – it’s just absolutely fricken fantastic.

Finally!

Monday, April 16th, 2012

So after knocking out a few mockups, Sean and I finally left the house to seal the deal on the sense of accomplishment.

We wound up hitting up Big Lots first.  While it was a somewhat successful shopping experience, I was extremely annoyed by a few of the employee’s as one in particular was going up and down the isles saying “All these people with carts need to know we’re fucking closing soon, I ain’t waiting around.”  Meanwhile, it was like 8pm, and they close at 9.  So instantly I thought “Kiss my fat ass”.  We finally make our way up to the register and spent $70 on I-have-no-idea-what.  It took a good 15 minutes to check out considering the same asshole with the mouth has made her way to the front to bull shit with the cashier about some fucking outfit she’s wearing NEXT WEEKEND to the club.  (Do people SERIOUSLY pick shit out the week before? Come on now!). 

We load up the car and then attempt to knock out our second ‘to-do’ – Dinner.  We were both starving and the usual same old shit just wasn’t going to cut it.  We wound up going to this place in Garden City called the Tin Alley Grill. I’d always driven past but NEVER went into it for some reason or another and decided tonight that I didn’t want the Texas Roadhouse or Bertucci’s.  I want something DIFFERENT.  You can imagine my surprise when I actually can say that I ENJOYED my dinner, something that doesn’t happen very often.  I picked up the grilled chicken caesar wrap and upgraded to the sweet potato fries and it goes without saying but I was definitely in heaven.

After our little dinner trip we took a ride over to Pathmark to finally get grocery shopping off of my ‘to-do’ list. $300 later…Sean’s in a mood cause we spent so much and I’m going through my internal list for the week trying to figure out what I’m cooking on what night to keep things moving.

We get home and unload everything from the car, which admittedly took quite a bit longer than anticipated but when you factor in the Big Lots shopping, plus Pathmark AND the stuff that I didn’t take out of the trunk from last weeks Home Depot adventure, the six to seven trips up the stairs (each) was kicking our asses.  And to any of you whom have been to my house, you know those stairs are a bitch – worse with packages that’s for damn sure.

So we’re unpacking everything and I’m trying to figure out how to play Tetris with the freezer (you know we all do it) and then a looser version of Tetris in the fridge.  I got to the point that I was so completely fucking frustrated that I said “Fuck this” and wound up cleaning the damn thing out anyway.  There was really nothing more that I could do other than that, honestly.

Upon unpacking everything we realized that we’re missing a bag and had to retrace our steps to figure out what the hell happened.  Originally we thought it was going to be in the car and just wedged under the seat, then it turned into check the porch cause we were dumping bags there.  Then we realized that the TWO things we went to Big Lots for (in the fricken first place) weren’t even there!  So tomorrow Sean or I are going to give them a call and ask if they have the bag that we left behind.  Considering the attitude of the cashier – I don’t count on that one happening.

So things are calming down, and after spending a good hour outside just to enjoy the cool breeze (since the house is boiling), I’m sitting down at the computer going through email and all I hear is “Psst, get down here quick”.  I head to the bedroom, Sean points to his new desktop and says “smell that”. I hesitated thinking it was a cruel “I farted HAHA” move, but it wasn’t.  It smelled of burning plastic and he’s like “Yea, I turned it on and then something flashed and now it doesn’t work anymore”.  He can’t even turn it on for the initial boot so who knows what happened.  He’s thinking power supply, I’m thinking it’s a kill switch because a power supply doesn’t randomly blow up after 2 weeks of use!  So that’s going to turn into a second phone call for the day.

So when you factor in work, shopping and dinner – my Sunday was as productive as my Saturday was supposed to be. Though, I probably should be exhausted being it’s 3am, but I guess my random two-part 12 hours of sleep has got me all wired up.

Thinking I’ll check on my Words with Friends to see how badly my one girlfriend is kicking my ass right now lol.

Too Hot!

Monday, May 30th, 2011

It’s memorial day, parades and barbeques are taking place everywhere across the US. Unfortunately for those of us in the northeast, we’re all sweating our asses off! Today is a very sticky 85° and it’s NOT a good time. I woke up freezing this morning because the AC is right next to my head. I thawed out almost instantly when going outside. It shouldn’t be in the 80’s at 9am but I guess that’s how things go.

I took a little trip to Walgreens this morning, the cat decided to destroy my brand new flipflops by using them as a scratching post while I was asleep last night. I did NOT appreciate that at all but really didn’t appreciate the fact that they no longer had the same pair, even though I’d seen a whole rack of them two days ago. I didn’t like any of the other ones either. Again, not a good time.

While browsing around the store I picked up a 10 pack of solar lights for my aunts house, they were on sale for $10, I couldn’t pass that up. The front of her house is hit with beautiful sunshine all day long but at night you wouldn’t even know the house was here without the driveway light being on. So, I picked them up and spread them out in the front yard. Thankfully they’re getting a full 9 hours of sun so hopefully they’ll be nice and lit up tonight so I can see how everything is going to look, the spacing, and can adjust things from there. It should be at least 10 to 15 degrees cooler tonight so I’ll be able to tolerate being outside for a little while, instead of dripping with sweat like I was when setting everything up. I was hardly moving, it’s just way too damn hot.

After the little bit of dressing up in the yard I made lunch for my uncle and then conquered the dishes in the sink that I was too tired to take care of last night. Of course it’s never simple for me, I was getting a little sick of the stuff piling up on the counter so I wound up just completely cleaning up the kitchen, scrubbing the counters and clearing some of the dust out. It’s not my house but considering I’ve been here for the last four days I finally had enough and just went ahead and cleaned everything.  Once I’ve gotten some rest (I am still dealing with a cold afterall), I’m going to tackle the bathroom.

It was my ultimate goal to sit down today and just complete the new template, I just have so many areas to focus on I honestly have no idea how to even begin to tackle it. I should probably just roll through the categories but even there I don’t know where to start.  The one thing that I always was good with at work was my problem solving. I think the fever has officially screwed with my brain.  Starting on Wednesday I’m going to create a daily to-do list.  Why Wednesday? Because it’s my first official “I can do this now” day. Tuesday is the get my shit together and go home day.  Wednesday at 9am will be the start date/time and I’ll go from there.

Time to lay down for a few minutes and then tackle that bathroom.

Goin’ Nuts!

Tuesday, November 9th, 2010

I don’t like this change in weather. Its seriously got my system completely out of wack. Its hard to concentrate and stay on top of everything at work and everything outside of work is pure chaos at this moment in time. I just can’t wait for the damn weekend to start and have to wait three days to get there. So unfair!

I’m havin trouble finding another job cause trying to get onto any freelance contract these days is like pullin teeth for me being as I’ve been out of practice for so long. I don’t know what to do anymore. I just need things to start making sense again and unfortunately I don’t see that happening anytime soon. I need a major mental break. Or a really long nap!

The Weekly BS

Tuesday, February 16th, 2010

So I’ve wanted to actually post something for the past couple of days but things have been kind of hectic and I haven’t been able to sit down and accomplish anything. Since I’m on my lunch break and it’s a really nasty day outside I decided to stay at my desk and actually get it done.  So yay for having a 10+ day break between things.

Since the last time I posted a few things have happened but nothing overly interesting. For the superbowl I headed down to New Jersey for the day and while the day itself was relatively enjoyable the ride home was absolute agony. For some reason, out of absolutely no where, my tooth began to bother me so much so that I wound up screaming in pain for the bulk of the ride home. I have a broken wisdom tooth on my upper right side and I believe the nerve is now exposed so it’s been causing a problem over the course of the past week or so. After over a week of dealing with it I decided to call up my dental surgeon and book an appointment to have it removed. At this point it’s causing so much of an issue, physically, that it’s not worth trying to save the tooth at all. So on Monday I’m going to leave work early and head over there to get it extracted. The upside is I’ll get a prescription of antibiotics to start clearing up the issues with another tooth. I’m going to be enrolling in EDP Dental. It’s a $99 a year policy and the two dentists that I would prefer to use are both covered under this plan. The only thing I’m trying to work out is whether or not I need to have existing dental insurance because EDP is NOT an insurance policy, it’s a discount dental plan. If I don’t need regular insurance it will certainly work out pretty well for me. My surgeon is right at the top of the list for coverage which is great considering it’s going to cost me about $700 out of pocket to get my tooth removed considering I need to be sedated and they’re going to run a full work-up of xrays as well. So that gets that accomplished.

I’ve basically already spent my tax returns even though I haven’t filed them yet. The cost for extraction is going to be covered by my father until I get my check, plus I owe him money from this weekend considering Bella had to make an emergency visit to the vet as there was A LOT of blood in her urine. She’s on a heavy dosage of antibiotics for the next couple of weeks until that’s cleared up. So figure I’m instantly handing him $1,000 when the check clears. I’ll also be using the rest to completely pay off one of my credit cards. From there I’m taking another financial route that I’m hoping is going to help me out over time. I’m pretty much done with HSBC and I’ve decided to consolidate my loan through Wachovia. I still have another $7,000 to pay off on my loan and about $2,000 for my credit card through HSBC, so I’m going to Wachovia to request a personal loan for upwords of $20,000 so I can pay off all of my debt and use the rest of the money on a car. I found a car for $11,000 with only 20k miles on it and while it’s not the Chevy Equinox that I’d absolutely love to own, it’s the 09 Chevy Cobalt, it’s close to my house, it’s got a very clean interior and absolutely no external damage. Power everything, anti-theft, the bells and whistles. Of course I would be happier if there was a sunroof but at this point, considering Sean’s car has slowly been on the verge of death for quite some time – a course of action needs to be made and damn it I’m making it.

Having to only pay the loan and car insurance (which can just fall under general liability as I won’t have a lean on the car since I’m paying cash) I should hopefully be able to save some money during the month in order to accomplish more important things in life – like attempting to ENJOY life for a change.

In two days it marks the one year anniversary of Lucy’s death and I have to say that the past year has not been a good one – AT ALL. I miss her terribly and still haven’t fully dealt with it considering the series of events that happened around the same time of her passing. I don’t know if I’m now rebelling against everything but I’m taking the bull by the horns and changing my life for my better. Having to deal with all of the issues going on with school has pissed me off on a daily basis, but I’m going to do everything I can in order to get that taken care of. Once I enroll in school I’ll hope that financial aid and student loans will assist me in working towards the degree that I deserve. Being in the design industry for the past 12 years has taught me alot about running my business and the overall wants and needs of people. While I haven’t actively been into it for quite some time, due to my work schedule, that doesn’t mean I don’t still have the drive. I want to say that Lucy is the one giving me this determination. She was always my muse in life, and the fighting force behind my straight-forward way of living. I believe that she’s giving me the drive and determination to reassure me that she’s still around and will help me in death the way she helped me in life.

I do believe in ghosts, and I also believe in angels. When it comes to her there is no difference between the two.

Pain in the ass…

Wednesday, May 20th, 2009

So I’ve moved my personal accounts over to a new host.  I’m very unhappy with my current hosting situation and as of right now would just prefer to mark it down as a loss.  I had to fight to get my database released to me because for some strange reason it magically was deleted off of the server, even though I hadn’t touched it in days.   I was charged $15 to restore the back up and given an attitude about it the whole way.  So I went to Sean and basically said “move over, I’m coming to dreamhost”.  Now, I personally hate this host, but there isn’t any reports of them deleting databases and charging you to restore them.

So after extracting just my comments/posts/categories – I installed a clean wp installation under a dreamhost account and now I’m back to where I need to be.  All old plugins are gone, the only thing left is the barebones of just the important stuff.  I could care less about stats or anything else considering I’m never getting my PR4 back and that’s something I’ve learned to except.

NO! I’M NOT OK!

Monday, March 30th, 2009

I know that I’ve noted in previous entries that it was my goal to post more often.  Unfortunately the series of events that have happened over the past month have given me the lack of a drive to do so.  So while I appreciate an email every now and again asking how things are going, my honest response really is that I’M NOT DOING OK!  Anytime someone asked me something in the past I noted that I was fine…and even though I have never been fine….that’s just not the truth anymore.

I’m still taking Lucy’s death very, very hard.  It’s a lot different than Joe’s passing, but hurtful just the same.  With Joe, I knew he was going to die I just never believed it for my own selfishness.  He was sick for a very long time and it was only a matter of time before it caught up with him.

With Lucy, however, she wasn’t sick at all.  She was a very healthy person, she ate like a fat girl and was stuck in a skinny body but health wise, a random cold like any normal adult would be the only thing to get to her.  So being as she was in such a horrible car accident, the shock of waking up every morning without her being around is really beginning to take its toll on me.  I haven’t yet had my break down, I’ve been very weepy and depressed, but no breakdown in sight.  Typically they happen at the worst possible time and I honestly thought that the drive out to Deer Park was going to be worse for my weepyness but that ended in a few minutes, mainly once we got off of the 107-S.  I cried for a few minutes, a song triggered an old memory of when things were so much easier.  Unfortunately that’s just about all it did…it just triggered memories that I’ve been constantly replaying in my head but have been unable to show any strong emotions with it.  So yea, that’s where I stand with that.  It’s painful, and I just can’t seem to cry enough to the point that I just feel guilty.  I don’t know if my emotions have completely been shut off or what, but you’d think that with EVERYTHING going on right now I’d be able to be more than a zombie.

To add insult to injury – The growth on Bella’s stomach has been removed.  The biopsy results confirm that it was cancer, and now I need to bring her to a specialist to continue treatment.  I’m already putting in 40+ hours a week at work, and this just means that I’m going to have to step up on my design work so I can bring in some more money for the months ahead.  It really sucks that when things just start to get well and Sean and I get ahead on bills that some major thing just blows up in our faces.  He and I have also been having some trouble lately, but we know what’s wrong and we know what needed to be taken out of the situation and now we’re working on it.  I’m still completely and whole-heartedly pissed about it but everyone knows where they stand now.

So essentially, my reason for not having a complete emotional breakdown is due to the fact that I haven’t yet been able to deal with any single thing lately, there’s multiple things on my plate right now and I don’t really know which one to start with.  There’s a lot of changes at work, there’s changes in my love life, there’s changes in my family, and there are people missing who deserve to be here.  I still don’t understand why useless fat assholes are walking the earth refusing to do a damn thing with their lives and the “gods” take someone that was on a set path for greatness.  It confuses the shit out of me and just makes me bitter towards humanity in general.  Everyone wants something for nothing, no one wants to get off their asses and put in an honest days work because there’s always the “easy route”, but people like Lucy who were working and going to school to succeed in life – are just taken away from it.

Pat and I have spoken a bit over the course of the last month and he blew me away the first night at Lucy’s tree (it’s really done up, if you’re on 107-N going into Glen Cove you’ll know EXACTLY where it is), and he went on to tell me how even though he hasn’t physically been around for a while because of his bands schedule and what-not, that doesn’t mean he wasn’t working really hard to give Lucy the life and friendship she deserved.  He wanted her there when the band hits it big because she’s entitled to have friends that take her all over the place and where she gets the perks of celebrity, and everything else they’re working on.  And it really is true…she deserved so much better than she ever go.  All I could do is love and care for her, which is what friends do.  The perks of our friendship was she ate very well and if there was more than a 10 minute period of her not laughing and smiling when she was with me, that just means I had to push that much harder.

She deserved the ultimate happiness in life, not to die.  It’s as simple as that.

Idiots

Tuesday, February 10th, 2009

For some god forsaken reason I tend to attract absolutely stupid people and working in the field that I do, two an hour is an understatement.  During the day I deal with numerous different insurance companies and for the most part they aren’t that bad but there are occasions when I’ll have to call an Adjuster and knowing their names and past experiences I know it’s not going to be an easy phone call.  We have this one company where the  adjusters have no idea how to use their systems and always send us the wrong information, or just incomplete information in general.  They never tell you if the assignment is for the insured or the claimant and typically the location of the vehicle (what we assign by) is completely different than what’s actually listed on the paperwork.  Why? Because they don’t care to follow up with the owner that’s now OUR job!

The assignments I hate the most are when you need to get in touch with the Attorney because the owner is incapable of telling you where the vehicle is.  So for the last 7 days I’ve been trying to get in touch with this lady and she hasn’t returned one phone call and even her secretary is dumbfounded by the fact that I haven’t gotten the information I needed considering this guy is PAYING the lawyer for a damn reason! So since it’s hit the 7 day mark in our system with absolutely no activity I’m happy to be able to close out the assignment today.  It’s just an endless parade of pains in the asses.

Ugh!

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Back off Frosty!

Friday, October 24th, 2008

October is almost over, I celebrated my birthday on Wednesday by not really doing a damn thing but going to work, getting to choose which fast food joint was going to be dinner and then I was fast asleep soon after, oh well it’s only my 24th, still have a year to go before that pesky auto-insurance drops down a bit.

Work has kept me pretty busy, I’m used to the hours now, to the point that I just can’t seem to do a damn thing when I get home from work.  At this point I just don’t care anymore.  I know there’s shit to do around the house,  and I should probably make an ounce of effort to maintain my sites and what-not but I truly couldn’t care too much about it these days.

As for the title – It’s freaking October – why is there a sheet of ice on my windows?  Where is this possible lake effect snow coming from, and why the hell is there NOT a scraper in the car to get the damn ice off!

So I’m going to be late to work so the sun can do the job of melting the ice down for me.  Overtime is out the window! :ugh: