The Not Happy Thread

I usually put this one on before bed, but it doesn't always do the trick:

 

There's also this stuff called--*goes to travel bag*--This Works Deep Sleep Pillow Spray. It has lavender, chamomile, and vetivert in it. Smells a bit medicinal / spalike, but not at all "girly". I'm not going to argue whether or not the wbsite's aromatherapy claims have any validity. I just find it relaxing.

Here's an Amazon link: https://www.amazon.com/ThisWorks-Deep-Sleep-Pillow-Spray/dp/B006VT8G1O/ref=sr_1_1_sspa?crid=37ZN045S6XB5R&keywords=this+works+deep+sleep+pillow+spray&qid=1551997613&s=gateway&sprefix=This+works%2Caps%2C219&sr=8-1-spons&psc=1&smid=A1YBOARC34RLVW

 

Whoo that is relaxing there!


Perhaps if you thought you were on a long flight maybe?


IDK, I prefer ASMR vids over ambient noise though.
Just find something of interest and work from there,
can take a while before you find something that pleases
your ears.

I hope you get some sleep, cause : No Sleep, No Bueno.

 

Speaking of jets, travel, and lack of sleep, this morning jet lag woke me at 4:38A.M. I'd tried to stay up 'til 1 to fool the body clock but fell asleep at my desk around midnight-fifteen. You'd think I'd been on another continent or something it's hit so hard this time, but it was only a three-hour time difference. Yesterday it let me "sleep in" til 5:05 (!)

I am not happy about this state of affairs but am trying not to resort to melatonin or something.

My "normal" hours are bedtime between 1AM and 2AM with an 8:30 wakeup. That allows for late-night writing (which is when I write best), the late-night hours my day gig often requires, and catching contacts awake in various time zones.

 

Priceless!

 

Some pieces of shit robbed a milk bar near me and threatened the owner with a hammer. I've been in there a few times. It's run by this Asian woman who's always really nice and has apparently copped so much racial abuse from kids in the area. Fuck this city (Frankston, Victoria) and the lowlife trash who live in it.

 

That sucks, and people are jerks.

 

After such events, small kindnesses are generally well received. For example, find out what confectionary she likes the best and make or buy it for her. Show her not all humans living in the area are jerks.

 

Two dozen ought to do it.

 

No luck on the two interviews from Tuesday it seems, they said they'd be back in touch by Friday. It's nearly end of office hours and my phone has only gone off for more application confirmations and a receipt.

 

That are no bueno.

 

I'm thinking about questions to ask, and there has been a book of them at the library. Waiting on an yet another agent to call me back.

 

I have to write two essays before Tuesday and I'm way behind schedule. Instead of writing the conclusion of the second essay, I'm writing the first paragraph of the first. I just can't seem to settle to it. I've been staying up at night to get it done, but now I'm too tired to be productive.

It's going to be a long night.

 

Really missing My Amazing Man tonight. I don't know why now specifically, but it sucks.

 

I got a bad feeling when, a few weeks ago, a guy came round from the local utilities company and installed a new electronic water meter so they wouldn't have to actually manually read the meter anymore. He cut off the water for about an hour while doing so, which was inconvenient when I forgot and tried to get a cup of tea by first filling the jug and nothing came out of the tap, but nothing earth shattering. I shrugged off the disquiet about the install, but last night my spidy-sense gave me a loud told-you-so moment!

The other half heard water running and after I charged about the house checking every tap in the place was off, I ventured out into the scary dark and found a fountain of water pouring out of the water meter box on the street side of the boundary fence. It must have been going for some time as it soaked the surrounding area thoroughly. It's probably been getting steadily worse since the guy installed the meter with all of that water flowing into the nearby storm drain, which is why I didn't notice it.

The plumbers charge way too much for a weekend callout so I've cut off the water at the toby (the main tap into the property). The plumber did give some advice, though, and asked me to first check the meter itself and see whether it is recording the water flow. According to him, the rules are simple. If the water is being recorded by the meter, then I have to pay for it. If the water isn't first flowing through the meter, then that's the utility company's problem.

So we've got no water for the weekend. But wait, there's more: before shutting it off, I checked the meter and the numbers were spinning around doing a great impression of a dynamo. It's a case of bend over, here it comes!

 

Ouch, that really sucks. You shouldn't have to pay for
the other guys screw up. Take pictures to support your
side of the story. It isn't your fault, so why should you
get stuck paying for it?

 

I've calculated it since our last bill's meter reading. We've lost half a million litres of water!

 

Holy shit, that is a lot of water.

 

Wow... 2.5 million liters in an Olympic-sized pool, for comparison... Gotta be some way to get recourse from the water company given the recent installation.

 

Tell the Utility Commission is was deliberate and sue for a rebate for the year. Such cases have been awarded in the past, as well as fines for the public utility.

 

A guy from the utilities company has just showed up and confirmed that the water "leak" is on our side of the meter and we have clocked up a bill of half a million litres. Gulp! He said that my story about the install being the problem isn't likely and it's more likely that the pipe is just old and would burst anyway (1970s house and plumbing).

I'd brew up a cuppa green tea to calm down but the water's shut off and I'm not sure I can afford it, or food or breathing any more.

Bloody hell! F*ck! Sh*t, Mth*rF***r! I thought that'd make me feel better, but actually not.

 

Where I live, that would be about US$700 worth of water (US$5+ per thousand gallons.)
And you have to fix the pipes.
Ouch.