The Not Happy Thread

The lines break across the page
We keep our Troll locked in a cage
I'll keep this short, I Must be brief
You are the wind, I am the leaf.


For real though, I bet @Cave Troll 's poetry game is getting hardcore.

 

I've cried more the last two months than I have the last two years.

 

{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{ @Aaron Smith }}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

 

Yes?

 

We're going to Florida on Tuesday for a week. My hubby, whom I adore with all my heart, is going to contract a sudden case of uselessmanitus and leave his packing until the last second and then, in a panic, beg me to help him. In order to avoid him being a funk, I'll give in. It's going to happen. I'm unhappy with myself in advance.

 

@Wreybies You could just pack it for him now and then when he panics, get the bag out and tell him he's going to make it up to you - any way you want

 

The price will be a night out at an Indian restaurant. I flipping love Indian and Thai food! Love, love, love! I want to stuff my face with a fierce curry and all the lachha paratha I can eat! My hubby's palate is rather restricted to local criollo food.

 

See? Make him WORK for you

 

You could go a step further: pack for him and send his bag to wherever you're staying by courier. It's really easy to travel with nothing but a credit card, driver's license, and cell phone. He'll owe you even more.

 

Omg @Wreybies ! This is your moment. You could eat Indian and Thai ALL WEEK!

 

Is hug. Sounded like you needed one.

 

"A pictures worth a thousand words"

.....

 

So I'm getting caught up on my reports for the semester. Not the grades, don't have all the data for that, just the weekly summaries that they want us to do. A couple lines to show what you covered each week, quizzes, etc. Two problems: First, no one reads them, so it's a waste of time and e-ink (at least we're not killing trees for it), and second, there are fifteen weeks in the semester.

Actually, no, there aren't, but there are. Confused yet? Classes meet twice a week, but there are a couple weeks where there were national holidays, so they had to tag a couple extra partial weeks on at the end and beginning to make sure that all classes get their thirty lessons, which is the national standard. However, this means that the fifteen weeks take place over seventeen weeks.

Guess how many slots there are in the Excel sheet we have to fill out?

 

How dare you ask a trick question...we don't know how many students there are.
Your math is sorcery if you expect an answer without providing that crucial piece
of information.

But for shits and giggles, I will guess 26 rows due to the fact that excel uses the
alphabet for rows and Arabic numerals for columns. No?

I mean: B-6! Is it a hit or a miss.

 

Huh? Number of students is irrelevant.

You confuse me, and by failing to specify a Z-axis coordinate, you missed my Battlestar!

 

Aww that's really sweet. ❤

 

We haven't had a day with a temperature less than 90f (32c) in July, and the heat indexes are topping 40c (~105f) every damn day. Last night after 9pm the real temperature was still 28c (82f).

I hope Chicago is cooler.

 

If it makes you feel any better for the next 10 days Phoenix will
be averaging 103. It would be hotter but is Monsoon Season.

 

Ever had one of those days where you're unable to take your cranky pants off? You're trying to grin through clenched teeth, you're trying to not despise everyone at work. You're trying to be a normal non hate filled person... But it's just not happening.

Yeah. Welcome to Saturday.

 

My last grandparent (paternal grandmother) died five years ago today.

Just a random memory, not a real downer.

 

My dogs need dental care and the vet can't do it without anesthetizing the dogs. But they are getting on in their years and anesthesia is much riskier for old dogs. They aren't in pain if having no trouble with hard biscuits and Greenies is any indication. But it's obvious they need dental work.

Neither doing nothing nor opting for the dental care are good choices.

 

So I'm very happy to be going home, but doing a simple family get-together is turning freaking impossible. Everyone concerned is on good terms, they're all adults, and all save one group (sister and brother in law + kids) of them live within half an hour or so of each other. The Kidz will be coming in from out of town, about a five hour drive.

Cast of characters: Kidz (sister and family), B (close friend of the family), G (another close friend of the family), A&U (Aunt and Uncle), and Dad

Sent out an email a few weeks ago: "Is everyone okay with Saturday the 12th? Talk to each other, let's get this set up."

Next day Kidz responded : No problems, but we'll be out of contact for a week or so starting from tomorrow, vacation.

Same day A&U: No problems.

Two days later A popped in: I'm going to be busy, can we do it Sunday the 13th instead?

Next day my dad chimed in: We're okay with Saturday, but Sunday might be better.

Nothing from G.

Iain: Okay everyone, it looks like Sunday the 13th is better. Is that okay with you?

G: Sorry I didn't get back to you, Saturday the 12th is fine.

Dad: Sunday is doable

A&U: Whenever.

B: Umm, change of plans, I'm going to be out of state on Sunday, and maybe Saturday too.

Kidz: Umm, change of plans, oldest child has a thing that weekend, can we switch to the following weekend?

Iain: Can you people talk to each other a bit please?

Iain: So is switching to the weekend of the 19th and 20th okay? I fly on the 21st, so the 19th is best for me.

Kidz: Younger child and I can come on the 12-13th.

B: Not sure, will get back to you.

A&U: So have you decided where we're going yet?

Dad: Sunday the 20th is good...


And it just keeps going. I know in military comms and addiction programs crosstalk is frowned upon, but everyone is emailing me and not talking to each other, with days to week-long delays in responding to my emails....

Arghh!