Over

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I’m over it.

I’m over that.

I’m over this.

I’m over the other thing.

I’m over done.

I’m over did.

I’m over do.

I’m over you.

I’m over me.

I’m over today.

I’m over tomorrow.

I’m over yesterday.

I’m over this day, week, month, year.

 

Not even

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You’ve probably heard this one:

“Your lack of planning does not constitute an emergency on my part.”

It’s a great saying. I like it. I try to keep it in perspective when dealing with my personal and work life.

But there are a lot of people who seem to feel the opposite. Everything is an emergency, and it has to be taken care of right now! Like seriously, right now!

We see it all the time in the “Me” culture.

What’s more worrisome is that parents are allowing it or, worse, encouraging it. Children who have every need and want catered to when they are young, instead of having to earn it, work for it, struggle for it, are causing us to see it in society at large. What’s even worse is when two people in a house can’t agree how to handle “emergencies” when it comes to adult children and bad choices. As such, there are a lot of “emergencies” in my life that frustrate the hell outta me.

Anyway, seen a “Karen” lately?

Probably. Definitely can be attributed to the “Me” culture, but could it also be that we have conditioned ourselves to “everything’s an emergency”? As such, people expect to have their every need and want fixed right now.

Let me say, not even.

Karen, children, others…all need to hear that saying above WAY more often.

 

 

Want to?

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No, actually I don’t want to.

Adulting.

Being required to do things we don’t want to sucks.

No, I don’t want to wear a mask every fricking place I go.

No, I don’t want to follow stupid city and country rules about how to use my own property.

No, I don’t want to go your stupid trainings.

No, I don’t want to help the constantly needy and irresponsible kids, again.

No, I don’t want to mow the lawn.

No, I don’t want to pay stupid taxes so my money can be used by stupid people for stupid things.

No, I am not answering your stupid question(s).

No, I don’t want to pull weeds.

No, I am not going to do your job for you.

No, I don’t want to go to work.

No, I don’t want to share my food.

No, I don’t want to make you food.

No, I don’t want to exercise.

No, I don’t want to eat something other than pizza and burgers. And ice cream. And chocolate chip cookies. And popcorn.

No, I don’t want to see people. Or talk to them.

No, I don’t want to stop rolling my eyes every time you say something.

No, I don’t want to stop pointing out every time you do something stupid and then it bites you in the ass.

No, I don’t want to listen to your ideas.

No. I don’t want to.

No.

I just don’t want to.

Anyone else feeling this way? Anyone agree with anything listed above? Got a “No, don’t want to…” to add?

Tell me what you think or add another in the comments!

 

Loud and clear

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You ever feel like you are under-appreciated?

We just passed a holiday of sorts – Father’s Day.

I remembered my dads. I have three (dad and two FILs). It’s an easy thing to do, right? Talk to one, remember the others. Acknowledge them, appreciate them, take time out of your day to help them feel special for a moment. Doesn’t take a long time, but it is important.

Now, background here…I married into a lot of kids the second time around. Most of them adults by the time they came into my life. So now, including spouses of the kids who are married, there are eight.

Could of days ago, I heard from three.

That’s it. Three.

Didn’t hear a peep from 5 of the 8. There haven’t even been any “after the fact” acknowledgements either.

So, now full disclosure, you know the source of a LOT of the Piss and Moan material.

I try to deny the fact and ignore it, but there just isn’t any denying it.

Look, I realize they have another dad. I haven’t ever expected to be the top of the list. But at the very least acknowledged? Yes.

I am not looking for anything fancy, lord knows that most of them can’t afford crap (see other, numerous, posts about adult children living in our house or on our property). But it doesn’t take much to make someone feel appreciated, right?

Is it wrong for me to feel this way?

 

Project overload

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Spring and summer…

…mean projects.

Somehow, I keep adding projects to my list instead of actually finishing the ones I have already going. I am getting to project overload. Or is it projects overlord? Either way, I have enough to do for the rest of the summer.

I gotta stop this.

I can only track so many things at once. Men have “boxes” and too many “boxes” means that we can’t get anything done because we are trying to arrange and balance those “boxes.”

As such, focus is lost because now I am worrying about how to make those boxes work.

Time to dump boxes and focus on one.

Which is most important? One thing at a time. Please.

Roofers

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The sun is out.

It will be for (at least according to the fairly inaccurate Weather App) for the next two weeks. Of course, weatherpeople can be wrong 80% of the time and still people look to them to provide answers.

Anyway, the roof still hasn’t been done and, as of writing, I have no idea if I am on the schedule for anytime over the next two weeks. Supposedly, two weeks ago, my house was slated to be done the following week when I reached out to them, but that was weather dependent, of course. I understand that part.

Its rather tiresome that the tarp on the roof of the house has been there since mid to late November. In that time, I have contacted 12 roofing companies. Five have come out to give estimates. Two have had signed estimates returned to do the work. One ghosted me. The other is still pending…

I was hoping it would be done before the end of the month, but I guess what little optimist is in me (I am 94% pessimist) is growing tired of waiting.

Tired of the run around. Tired of climbing on the roof to check the tarp. Tired of worrying about water destroying the house. Tired of worrying about ants.

Tired.

Sometimes, not owning a home would be nice.

 

Refi update

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Big banks suck!

I already knew this, you already know this, but didn’t have a say in the matter upon initial purchase of the house. We have been through three refi’s with Chase Bank over the last 7 years and none of them were this bad. There was, of course, some jumping through hoops but nothing too out of the ordinary.┬áIn the past they have been relatively painless to work with, until now.

My last update on the refi I spoke of the communication issues and bumbling of the person I was working with. It continued. It didn’t get better and the more I complained about it the less communicative they got.

Anyway, I submitted all the docs the required from the start. Things are moving along. They get communication issues and then want to have me submit more docs that were never asked for the previous three times we refi’d. Um, what? Oh, and then the also wanted signed statements about things from the past they never asked about previously too. Um, no. Not gonna do it since they were not relevant then and they aren’t relevant now.

When they said the refi couldn’t go forward until the documents were submitted I protested. Nothing has changed in the last two years (that was the last refi) and really all they needed to do was get some updated financial statements. Nothing else they wanted pertained to the situation. But, they said they needed these because of “law changes.”

Um, what law changes? Neither person I spoke to could say specifically. They just kept repeating it – because that’s how society works these days…if you repeat it enough, it become “true.”

**Note, I had begun the process with a different bank at this point and they haven’t asked the questions Chase Bank was asking, so “law changes” my ass…**

So, I told them to cancel the application since it wasn’t going to move forward. That’s when their disclosure about the “good faith” deposit stole my $500. Because I didn’t submit documents they were requesting and because I cancelled the application, not because they declined me, they had the right to keep my money.

Essentially, that means the bank could literally ask you for anything and if you don’t comply they keep your money. I see how it is, Chase. You got me. My bad.

So, in essence, the bank contacted me about a refi to lower my rates. I jumped through the immediate hoops thinking it would be simple since I am already a current customer, and then they jacked the process to make it unreasonably difficult.

Looks like the bank robbers ride again!

I would advise not doing business with Chase Bank. Ever.

 

Pause and reflect

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Can’t Piss and Moan today.

I mean, I could, but I won’t.

Today we pause and reflect on those that gave their lives so that we might be free, and hopefully continue to be free. That’s why they died. And for that we honor them today.

Thanks, to then men and women who have given their lives in the name of freedom.

Level check

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Loaded question…

How are you today?

Me? Thanks for asking.

Annoyance level is at high.

Like if your car had an Annoyance Level meter, it would be red-lined.

Not sure if some people will survive the day, particularly me. It can’t be healthy to hit your head repeatedly on a wall and not do some damage. But that’s what today feels like.

*sigh*