Inconvenient Annoyances

Having said that, I think Ace is adorable 

Aw, thanks.

Seeing jobs that I know I am capable of doing, but feeling to inadequate to apply for them.    Similarly, my DH getting a job rejection for a position that he is absolutely capable of doing. 

Friends who think having a friend who lives in England = free room and board whenever they want it. My mom and stepdad are visiting me at the end of April for a few weeks. My friend wanted to come at the same time and I said it wasn't good and wouldn't work, how about summer? Said friend booked flights anyway and is shocked and horrified that there's no room at the CuppyCake Inn. With my mom and stepdad in the house, we are going to be bursting at the seams as it is and my youngest kid will be displaced for a few weeks and put into our spare room which barely houses a wardrobe, dryer and computer. My friend then said, "Oh it's not a problem, I'll just crash on one of the kids' floor in a sleeping bag. I don't mind." Um, you may not mind, but I/we do! So now my friend is completely turning this fiasco on me, it's my fault, blah blah blah. Swell.

Seeing jobs that I know I am capable of doing, but feeling to inadequate to apply for them.    Similarly, my DH getting a job rejection for a position that he is absolutely capable of doing. 

Oh no. What a bummer. Sorry.

My IA - really, really achy today.

The wind outside is crazy!    I don't want to put the bin out for collection (rather than braced up against the house in the back garden where it is now) because I'm afraid it's going to end up several blocks away in the Morrisons car park or something.

Looking at job listings and realizing that I should have been some kind of medicine-related scientist or an accountant.  Or that I should be 10 years farther along in my career path...

The wind outside is crazy!    I don't want to put the bin out for collection (rather than braced up against the house in the back garden where it is now) because I'm afraid it's going to end up several blocks away in the Morrisons car park or something.

I've been hearing about the wind.  At least you've got a collection -- DH hasn't had the men of dust in about 2 weeks!

I've been hearing about the wind.  At least you've got a collection -- DH hasn't had the men of dust in about 2 weeks!

Yes, ours seems to get collected (fingers crossed that continues).  Even if I didn't put it out for tomorrow, it would be okay.  The two of us don't generate much rubbish, between all our cooking from scratch (not much takeaway containers, packaging, etc), composting & recycling.  We could go a couple weeks between collections really.

Friends who think having a friend who lives in England = free room and board whenever they want it. My mom and stepdad are visiting me at the end of April for a few weeks. My friend wanted to come at the same time and I said it wasn't good and wouldn't work, how about summer? Said friend booked flights anyway and is shocked and horrified that there's no room at the CuppyCake Inn. With my mom and stepdad in the house, we are going to be bursting at the seams as it is and my youngest kid will be displaced for a few weeks and put into our spare room which barely houses a wardrobe, dryer and computer. My friend then said, "Oh it's not a problem, I'll just crash on one of the kids' floor in a sleeping bag. I don't mind." Um, you may not mind, but I/we do! So now my friend is completely turning this fiasco on me, it's my fault, blah blah blah. Swell.

How annoying! Sometime people just can't take a hint and you have to be very forward with them. Don't let it guilt you.

My girls night turned into a disaster! I was really looking forward to it too.

To the d!ckhead who cut down and stole our wind chimes last night,

I fully understand if the noise annoys you, and if you'd had the common decency to knock on the door and talk to me about it I'd take them down.  But to sneak over and vandalize/steal them is cowardly, and now I hope you die in a way that is painful and takes a long time, like a python attack.

(I know they were cut because the string that they were attached to was still hanging there this morning, and was obviously cut.  Also, I looked around the bushes to see if perhaps the string just broke and the chimes were laying on the ground someplace, but they weren't.)

I went outside to our garage to get some steamed rice & steamed veggies out of the freezer that's in the garage. but I thought I heard something so I stepped out of the garage to see what it was but there nothing there. as I was heading back in I hit my head hard on the garage door I thought I raised it higher than I did obviously I didn't.   my head is throbbing now Dh looked & felt but he didn't see any blood an he cant feel any lumps thankfully but man does it ever hurt.     I had a hoodie on an the hood up when I went outside Dh thinks that having the hood up might have cushioned the blow just a bit.

Ouch! Hope your head is OK, Shugga.

DH has filled in an application for a new passport (British) -- mainly because his present one is running out of pages.  He had a hard time finding somewhere with a photo booth but finally located one in the Boots in town. He had a colleague sign his photo and also the form, as required. (They have to give their passport number as well). He then took it to the post office to have them vet it and the guy handed the form back and said they won't accept it! Apparently one letter of the colleague's signature touched the box!!  So now he has to fill in a new form and get the colleague to sign it again -- very carefully.

Seriously need to find a new place to live/people to live with.

My flatmate apparently (from the sound of it) decided to reorganize every single piece of cutlery in the kitchen. Loudly. At 8am.

Note that she never cooks, and lives off takeaways and prepackaged meals from the supermarket. She hardly goes through cutlery, so how it would get disorganized in the first place, I don't know.

I also have to daily play the "I wonder where my stuff is now" game. Even when things are put away (in cupboards), chances are they'll be moved to a different place without my knowledge. And heaven forbid any dishes be ready to clean/clean/drying for longer than 2.87 seconds, or they'll be whisked away to some unknown location.

I've asked her not to move my stuff, but apparently her anal OCD tendencies can't be overcome long enough to just leave my stuff ALONE. I've asked her specifically if it's OK to put/store something someplace, she's agreed, and then later on it's been moved. What's the point?

The local shop didn't have an pain au chocolate or chocolate croissants.  It's not like they're sold out, it's just that they haven't put any out yet and it's already 9:20am.