It was a tough decision, actually, to take that 4 wheeler back. But after time passed and I continue to think about it I came to the conclusion it was the right thing to do. I had to go over all of that in my mind again after finding out she is going around all over the place trash talking about me and saying things that are just plain garbage. But it's whatever.
She erroneously believes that I made my decision based on other nonsense she was saying about me before all of this current episode of antics started, which simply isn't true. I had made up my mind, I just didn't want to contact her. I don't want to talk to her in any format, whether Facebook messaging, text messaging, phone call whatever.
Getting the thing back and finding it had been rolled and the exhaust cut off was a bit much to take. Reading her reaction - she couldn't have cared less, didn't bother her at all-- just sealed it. The thing still runs great but now facing having to replace the exhaust system and likely the handlebars.
The folks here are all over it, let's get a trailer and haul them things out to the open country and go riding!Of course3, things here aren't all flowers and roses, either. My "cleaning" activities are not going over well in a strange way. Because - when I see a dirty kitchen, I pretty much just go and clean it up. I don't say anything, I don't complain about it, I don't make an issue out of it, I just clean it up and that's that. So, I did that the other day and there was some backlash. Apparently, the lady of the house was not happy that he, the man of the house, hadn't done it when he said he would. I had thought he was going to do it but when I came home the next day and saw the same mess there, I just went and cleaned it all up and that was that.
I mean, it's like 15 minutes and it's done. Nothing like the disaster going on over at Val's house where it can literally take and hour and a half to clean up the mess (of which she openly states she doesn't care about). Well, then the mother in law got involved with it - all behind my back this was giong on of which I was totally unaware, and started trash talking about me because ... why? I cleaned up a kitchen that her son hadn't? Here's the thing: It doesn't bother me to clean up the kitchen. I don't care who gets the credit or whatever, it just needs to be done, is there a problem with me doing it? Apparently so.
Well, last night's mess is still out there and will be there when I get home today and yes, I likley will clean it all up and be done with it.
Oh well. Time for work.
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Saturday, February 13, 2016
Just gonna have to write this, even though my interest in blogging is waning. I am just not living a very eventful life in any way, shape or form right now, there really isn't much to write about. My views on politics and religion I have been writing in various Facebook groups and other places on the internet as well. I have pretty much just reserved my blogging for things going on in my life or things that interest me and some knowledge I may be able to give. For example, the dog antibiotics post I wrote on here years ago still gets several hits a day.
But, anyway, I was able to finally go and get the 4 wheeler today. That didn't actually happen til' around 3 this afternoon. My co-worker was called into work this morning and had to drive clear to Monroe with some pipe and fittings for a contractor in need. Well, I needed to get started on the 4 wheeler I already have. I put it on jacks, removed a tire and went to work trying to remove the front drive shaft to replace the u joints. I have never in my life encountered such a stubborn, irritating situation as what that thing confronted me with. The next door neighbor kid helping me - he has been riding the thing and I pretty much told him he would either help me fix it or he can not ride it anymore.
There is a roll pin that hold the front yoke in place. I had to go buy a long punch to try and get it out - but the space in there is so limited that giving a good hard hit with a hammer on the top of the punch was next to impossible. That kid and I spent hours on it - but I finally got the thing out of there. In days of old when I had an acetylene torch, I would have had it out of there quick. Just heat it up good and it would have come right out. Next, a trip to Napa to try and get a new roll pin - I thought I was going to get the driveshaft off right away and start working on getting the old u-joints out and the new ones in.
But....after taking off the tire, I found the front brake pads completely worn down and the right side tie-rod was also bad. Which reminds me, Napa neither had the tie-rod nor could order it, I need to find one online. Excuse this entry while I go find and order one.....yes I know that meant nothing to the reader in terms of time lost, lol, but I did go and order a whole set for the right side. If I'm going to replace one side of the rod, I might as well replace both and for only 4 bucks more, it's a done deal.
I get started on so many rabbit trails when I am writing posts.....I ordered new brakes pads from Napa and they will be here by next weekend. But, though they had a large selection of roll pins, they didn't have the size I needed. No biggies, I will either just punch the old one back in or find another one somewhere else.
Back to the Polaris Magnum 500, the 4 wheeler I was working on. Yes, we got the pin out but getting the entire driveshaft assembly? Tried for a while but didn't get that thing off of there. After 45 minutes of trying, that's when I found out I needed to hit the road and head over to Val's place to get the 4 wheeler - he, my co-worker, was done with the delivery. We went over there to find the 4 wheeler - had been rolled. I am still wondering whether that was done intentional or not. The handl bar is smashed down - but- everything still works. So maybe an accident that was just never mentioned to anyone by Nathan, I dunno. There was a bit of spiting going on out there as well. A guitar I had bought Rachael for a birthday present was out there as well as the electric little 4 wheeler I had bought the girls for a Christmas present. My shop vac was out there but nothing else I had asked for.
And after the way she talked to me today in texting, I won't be asking for any of it. In fact, I don't care if I ever hear from her again. The idea that this woman was talking to another man before we got divorced. There are instincts that have stirred within me that I won't speak about on here. But I won't act on them, either. Brought back thoughts of what I used to do to people in my teen years. I just won't allow myself to succumb to such things but the forcefulness of the emotion that arises is hard to put down.
Well, that is done. I could post the things she said to me today- but it would get me going again and I don't need that. I left the guitar there - they can break the thing into pieces and throw it into the trash for all I care, but I am not going to allow them to have that kind of "satisfaction". And what kind of mom would encourage a 10 year old girl to do such a thing? I am going to eat the cost of ending the Dish Network over there early - 2 year contract that still has 4 months left on it. $80 to turn it off. I think they own the equipment. I dunno, these companies change their parameters all the time. In fact, thanks for reminding me, blog, I am going to call tonight and shut the service off - tonight. She is ingrateful, paranoid, hateful, vengeful and holds extreme grudges. I cannot believe the things she said to me today.
Done deal. Dish Network is no longer a monthly bill. It is shut off over there and I couldn't care less. I just cannot believe this woman's vindictiveness. Her utter anger. Her hatred towards life and those that want to enjoy it. Yes, I am very irritated right now. I haven't talked to her in a while and it was just unbelievable her tones towards me. I didn't start anything, I just said I was coming to get the 4 wheeler - which she knew was happening because we talked about it in advance - and that started it off, that was texting, btw, I won't hold a conversation with her on the phone now.
I'm trying to take deep breathes and get this out of my system. This is the last time I will ever talk to her. The only thing left over there is my dog buried in the ground.
Anyway, we went to a place here called inJapan. It's allegedly great sushi - which I have never had but have been wanting to try and my co-worker brought it up. So we went. Unbelievably horrific service. I mean, it was so bad. But I said nothing about it - maybe this situation with Val was weighing on me, I thought, and I am just irritated with everything. Better to keep my mouth shut. But, my co-worker who is a totally laid back person finally said: Horrific service. This is terrible service.
Thank you! The service sucks! I could go into a few paragraphs worth, but one example was when the waitress came up and asked if we wanted more water. Well, who asks if you want more water? just bring it, but I didn't say that. We both said yes and she acknowledged it. When she came back, she brought him a fresh cup and brought me - nothing. I got up and went to the bar to get another cup, I was feeling dehydrated and definitely very thirsty. The food was good, I'll give it that.
Back to the house - next door neighbor kid still out there trying to get that drive shaft off of there. I was done with that, no thanks. Try again tomorrow. He bets I won't get it off of there with a handshake. Okee dokee, we'll see. Well today, he insists. No, I'll get that thing off of there, but I ain't doing nothing on that again today. Yes, I will figure out how to get it off of there.
Anyway, that was my day. After spending most of the day outside and hearing some crazy noises from Addler - he was right on the other side of the fence from where we were working on the Polaris - I am done. If my hands hadn't been covered with grease I would have gotten that stuff on video, comical. Regardless, Valerie has a way of making me feel very unhappy. She puts me into such a bad mood. I can't even fathom the dude that is with her or what he will eventually go through.
Whatever.
Friday, February 12, 2016
So, I text her last night. Almost scary to do so for who knows what kind of reply one is going to get from a person like that. She apparently wanted to get into a conversation, I did not, not after the last texting we had where she emphatically stated "I really don't want to get into any kind of conversation with you at all". I have learned that she has a boyfriend and apparently had one long before we got divorced. It wouldn't really bother me if she had one after the divorce, but before? Just letting it go, though, I want nothing to do with her at all. Just get the last thing back from her and lose her number.
Friday morning. Leaving for work early. Have to make a delivery near our yard - but then I have to head down to Sulphur to pick up a load of pipe and bring it back. That's going to take all day long. So, I just want to be at the contractor's site this morning at or before they show up so I can get the stuff off of the truck and get headed south. It's a long drive because the route there goes through numerous small towns with slow speed limits and lots of cops everywhere to make sure you aren't going over that in-town speed limit. In fact, the last time I drove down there I saw dozens of cops along the way.
Going down I-49 doesn't work, it takes you too far out of the way. Anyway, I get my other 4 wheeler back and get a hold of a trailer I can start taking them things out to a place that has trails and have some fun on them. I have all kinds of parts to replace things on the big one, a project I am going to try to motivate myself to do this weekend. Next door neighbor kid helping since he has been taking the thing with some friends to a property not far from here and riding it.
Anyway, nothing really new here. I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing, it is what it is. I'm not really looking for drastic changes right now, though, excepting would like more opportunities at church. I have some ideas, however, to do something on my own outside of the church. I dunno yet but sitting around doing nothing isn't particularly appealing to me. It gets boring. I get bored of the internet, too. Especially those Facebook political groups. I was participating in some of them but some of the people in those groups are absolutely - crazy. There are people out there that just dont' have a clue. Which is fine but then they come back at you and go into attack mode when you try to give a differing view of something.
Anyway, off to the races. And off to Phoenix too, pretty soon, to see my son and my mom ; )
Friday morning. Leaving for work early. Have to make a delivery near our yard - but then I have to head down to Sulphur to pick up a load of pipe and bring it back. That's going to take all day long. So, I just want to be at the contractor's site this morning at or before they show up so I can get the stuff off of the truck and get headed south. It's a long drive because the route there goes through numerous small towns with slow speed limits and lots of cops everywhere to make sure you aren't going over that in-town speed limit. In fact, the last time I drove down there I saw dozens of cops along the way.
Going down I-49 doesn't work, it takes you too far out of the way. Anyway, I get my other 4 wheeler back and get a hold of a trailer I can start taking them things out to a place that has trails and have some fun on them. I have all kinds of parts to replace things on the big one, a project I am going to try to motivate myself to do this weekend. Next door neighbor kid helping since he has been taking the thing with some friends to a property not far from here and riding it.
Anyway, nothing really new here. I'm not sure if that's a good or bad thing, it is what it is. I'm not really looking for drastic changes right now, though, excepting would like more opportunities at church. I have some ideas, however, to do something on my own outside of the church. I dunno yet but sitting around doing nothing isn't particularly appealing to me. It gets boring. I get bored of the internet, too. Especially those Facebook political groups. I was participating in some of them but some of the people in those groups are absolutely - crazy. There are people out there that just dont' have a clue. Which is fine but then they come back at you and go into attack mode when you try to give a differing view of something.
Anyway, off to the races. And off to Phoenix too, pretty soon, to see my son and my mom ; )
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Caleb is flying off to New Zealand on the 29th. This means that if I want to see him before he leaves, I will have to fly over to Phoenix before then.
Airfare purchased, flying over the week before he leaves. Round trip $119. Not bad, but the day of the departure will be interesting. Go to work, get off, drive home, say goodbye to dog and landlords, head to Dallas and fly off to Phoenix. 3 hours from work to Dallas plus the stop at home at 30 minutes. I could stay home longer and visit, for the flight doesn't leave until 10:45 pm but I want to show up early for any possible problems.
Besides, I like airports, airplanes and the whole atmosphere. I am considering getting a passport, finding whatever flights I can to anywhere worldwide and making a trip here and there just to go. Or even just flights around the country. You can find some pretty low priced airfare to numerous places. But, a pickup truck and a trailer and my 4 wheelers up to the nearest high coutry is just as intriguing.
Well, anyway, airfare taken care of, parking near airport including free shuttle also a done deal, landlords will take care of the Addler, I am now working on finding travel from airport to mom's house. She will let me use one of her vehicles while there, but - she is not confident in heavy traffic. I have to find my own way out to her. Bus system isn't operating that late, a shuttle is likely my best option. I know a large number of people there but I don't want to ask anyone to come drive me out there at that late of an hour. Hmm, I could post that on my Facebook wall and see if there are any bites - but I think mom will not be happy that she couldn't do it and has to see that there. I think I will find my own way.
Anyway, mom's 80 years old and so, good idea to go visit. Still in pretty good health, things can change rapidly in life. I am going to try to make it out there again sometime later this year to see her. But take a whole week off. I'm taking 3 days off work this time around, didn't want to spend too much vacation hours this early in the year. My new manager is making a good attempt to change his old ways and I am still responding accordingly. So, when I came to his office today to get that written into the giant calendar behind his desk, he stopped the vendor that was visiting and took the time to write it up there and was very amenable. The stories about him making threats and assaulting one of salesmen are true - but - he has changed his ways, at least apparently. Time will tell, but I am not hoping for his failure, I am hoping for his success. Yes, please do thrive in your new position.
Please do not try to make my or anyone else's life miserable Have a new outlook on life, it's not worth it to just look at everything jaded and find no pleasures in the basic things in life. Please. Try. Please.
I didn't say any of that to him, of course, but those are my thoughts. He didn't try to oppose it, in fact, when he heard me talking about seeing my son before going to New Zealand he want into a thing a flight over there. Isn't that a long flight? Well, yes, now that you say it, it is. It was his way, I am guessing and hoping, of trying to bridge the gaps, be a nicer person and treat employees more like family than like - what? Your worst enemy? Never figured that out.
So I'm psyched anyway. Just looking at my vacation hours though. I want some time available for this summer. That is providing I am even still working there this summer. I am trying to remain optimistic on the matter. Well I have ideas for summer. Like having a pickup truck and having means to transport at least one 4 wheeler to nearest mountains - which are allegedly in Arkansas - and taking a week camping adventure with the dog and a tent. Alone or not alone, I don't really care. I need the mountains. I grew up in a mountainous area, moved to a desert at the age of 10. Took frequent trips to mountains at that age and then when I had a driver's license, took almost weekly trips up north into the mountains. It isn't something that just goes away.
So, changing the subject, I show up to work this morning. I didn't know what I was doing. I never do. I am handed tickets and that is that. Go here, go there. Well, I go about my business but come to a point where I need to get into the "shed" they call it. It is not a shed. It's a metal building approximately 80 feet by 50. That's a lot of square footage to call a building a shed, but, that's Louisiana. No-one has opened the bay doors which I thought odd, but I needed to get in there to get the banding machine out - someone mishandled a bundle of pipe - which happens quite frequently there - and broke the banding that keeps it together. I tried and tried my key to get in there. It would partially turn but not open the door. The driver that is now not a driver because of his last truck crash said he had tried as well. Well, I thought, get some WD-40 and see what happens.
Nothing. Well, after half of everyone trying with their own keys, everyone gives up. I did not. The subject comes up about the hole at the top of the building in the back. I did not bring up the subject, but I had thought about it The warehouse dude says well a small man would have to get through there. This all passes and I'm stuck. Can't band the pipe, gotta get in there. I go around and look at that hole, it's up there alright and no way to get a forklift there to lift a person up. Well, I put a 2 foot tall fitting there which just got my hands on the edge of it. I pulled myself up there -- and I ain't saying it was easy for I am not in the shape I was 20 years ago - grunted and pulled and etc got up through that hole, onto a high shelf inside the building, climbed down some poles and walaah. There was a group of people trying to get in and here I am opening the main bay door. Warehouse manager looking at me in bewilderment. How you get up there? I just climbed.
You know, it was a liberating moment. I can still do that stuff. Not as easy as in days of "old" but I got up there without any help. Umm, well, you know when you get to a certain point it's a point-of-no-return thing. You ain't going back down the way you came up, you are gonna fall and it isn't going to be pretty. Which gets adrenaline pumping which helps you out nicely, lololol.
Well that's enough for now.
Wednesday, February 3, 2016
Well ain't that just fancy.
New manager calls for a meeting yesterday morning - Monday mind you - at 7:30 am. What came out of his mouth was totally unexpected. We are going to be cutting back hours to 8 for everyone ..... blah blah blah. I just listened for quite a while until he got to the: " If ANYONE has a PROBLEM with THIS, I want to know about it RIGHT NOW". You see, my mind instantaneously went through a whole realm of things when he first started talking and making his announcement and I had already made all of my conclusions long before he was done with his monologue.
I spoke up instantly. Yeah, I have a problem with it. Remember, this is the dictator that everyone is afraid of, that won't say much of anything to because of his reputation. I could care less about his reputation and if he's going to treat me like a pile of dog****, I will find myself a new place of employment. I simply said: so, you are cutting our pay? This set him off. Of course. I don't care about that, either. He's talking cutting my pay by over a grand a month, I'm not going to keep silent. I will fight for my pay until I either get it or am forced to move on.
He set off. Well what do you want to do, Ben? OBVIOUSLY inferring that I should just quit and leave. I'll have nothing to do with that at HIS intonations, I will talk to his management about this situation - as I already did anyway before he became manager - before I quit. I didn't reply to him, I just looked him in the eye. He then repeated 7 times "I don't want to argue with you", notwithstanding the fact that I was saying nothing to him. I remained firm after all his attempts to intimidate me. Once he started figuring out I wasn't bowing to him, he then attempted to try to talk to me on a "little bit" lower level. I simply told him I came out here taking a huge pay cut, the hours I have were compensation for it, it was agreed to, that's that. Well, you have a 50 hour situation? No. Do you have a contract? No. I have a verbal agreement with Matthew (Matthew won't lie, he's a bonafide Christian and he will own up to whatever he said to me before I moved out here). 50 hours per week .
Not that I want to work 50 hours per week for 8 hours pay, but that's what I agreed to so I could come out here, marry a woman that ....well we need not go there ....and that's that. He toned down after I applied logic to his emotion - this individual is run by emotion. At work, I am run by dollar signs. If I am not going to make a minimum amount, goodbye. Taking away 40 plus hours per month of OT is not going to work - at all.
So let's fast forward to todayI went into the "ex-manager's" office and got into a conversation with him about what this man had stated the day before. He immediately said yeah, he didn't understand the situation with what you came over here in but we are going to have a conversation about that today. Okay. Fairly short conversation, I turned around and - tried to leave. The new manager, I dunno if he was eavesdropping (and I don't care) came barreling around the corner, said to me and the other driver that showed up to go back into the office, we are going to have a conversation about what "he" said. He being the other manager.
Then we had it out. I'm not going to back down to some extremely self-centered, high-minded dictator who thinks the world of himself and in love with the sound of his own voice try to stand there and intimidate me, which is exactly what he tried to do.. Several times he tried to stop me after asking me a question so that I would answer the way he wanted me to answer. No, I would just come back and answer in my own word.
Well, he says, I'm sensing some friction here between us. No s*** Sherlock, I wonder why. I was prepared to lose my job yesterday. I truly didn't care. They aren't paying me NEAR enough money to put up with that kind of garbage, an authoritarian who thinks he can just speak a word and we all come running and bowing. Not my style, I don't @$$ kiss, just ain't going there. We went back and forth, I wasn't holding anything back, I tried to keep any hint of anger or angst out of it, but it really came down to money and hours. I'm not going to take a thousand dollar per month pay cut, period.
I'm not going into the details of his ridiculous words because it just isn't worth it. I expressed myself quite nicely and now it is all in their hands. Cut my hours, don't cut my hours, raise my pay, don't raise my pay. They don't seem to act very fast about anything. This dude is the good ole' boy idealogy. A lot of people there have been working together for 20, 25 years. The "newbies" - which is me and the other driver, not including the new temporary driver, - are pretty much left out, likely not to get any favors excepting my old manager was pretty good to us and this feeling not likely to subside any time soon.
Well whatever. It's now Wednesday morning - time to be off to the wonder land of work!
New manager calls for a meeting yesterday morning - Monday mind you - at 7:30 am. What came out of his mouth was totally unexpected. We are going to be cutting back hours to 8 for everyone ..... blah blah blah. I just listened for quite a while until he got to the: " If ANYONE has a PROBLEM with THIS, I want to know about it RIGHT NOW". You see, my mind instantaneously went through a whole realm of things when he first started talking and making his announcement and I had already made all of my conclusions long before he was done with his monologue.
I spoke up instantly. Yeah, I have a problem with it. Remember, this is the dictator that everyone is afraid of, that won't say much of anything to because of his reputation. I could care less about his reputation and if he's going to treat me like a pile of dog****, I will find myself a new place of employment. I simply said: so, you are cutting our pay? This set him off. Of course. I don't care about that, either. He's talking cutting my pay by over a grand a month, I'm not going to keep silent. I will fight for my pay until I either get it or am forced to move on.
He set off. Well what do you want to do, Ben? OBVIOUSLY inferring that I should just quit and leave. I'll have nothing to do with that at HIS intonations, I will talk to his management about this situation - as I already did anyway before he became manager - before I quit. I didn't reply to him, I just looked him in the eye. He then repeated 7 times "I don't want to argue with you", notwithstanding the fact that I was saying nothing to him. I remained firm after all his attempts to intimidate me. Once he started figuring out I wasn't bowing to him, he then attempted to try to talk to me on a "little bit" lower level. I simply told him I came out here taking a huge pay cut, the hours I have were compensation for it, it was agreed to, that's that. Well, you have a 50 hour situation? No. Do you have a contract? No. I have a verbal agreement with Matthew (Matthew won't lie, he's a bonafide Christian and he will own up to whatever he said to me before I moved out here). 50 hours per week .
Not that I want to work 50 hours per week for 8 hours pay, but that's what I agreed to so I could come out here, marry a woman that ....well we need not go there ....and that's that. He toned down after I applied logic to his emotion - this individual is run by emotion. At work, I am run by dollar signs. If I am not going to make a minimum amount, goodbye. Taking away 40 plus hours per month of OT is not going to work - at all.
So let's fast forward to todayI went into the "ex-manager's" office and got into a conversation with him about what this man had stated the day before. He immediately said yeah, he didn't understand the situation with what you came over here in but we are going to have a conversation about that today. Okay. Fairly short conversation, I turned around and - tried to leave. The new manager, I dunno if he was eavesdropping (and I don't care) came barreling around the corner, said to me and the other driver that showed up to go back into the office, we are going to have a conversation about what "he" said. He being the other manager.
Then we had it out. I'm not going to back down to some extremely self-centered, high-minded dictator who thinks the world of himself and in love with the sound of his own voice try to stand there and intimidate me, which is exactly what he tried to do.. Several times he tried to stop me after asking me a question so that I would answer the way he wanted me to answer. No, I would just come back and answer in my own word.
Well, he says, I'm sensing some friction here between us. No s*** Sherlock, I wonder why. I was prepared to lose my job yesterday. I truly didn't care. They aren't paying me NEAR enough money to put up with that kind of garbage, an authoritarian who thinks he can just speak a word and we all come running and bowing. Not my style, I don't @$$ kiss, just ain't going there. We went back and forth, I wasn't holding anything back, I tried to keep any hint of anger or angst out of it, but it really came down to money and hours. I'm not going to take a thousand dollar per month pay cut, period.
I'm not going into the details of his ridiculous words because it just isn't worth it. I expressed myself quite nicely and now it is all in their hands. Cut my hours, don't cut my hours, raise my pay, don't raise my pay. They don't seem to act very fast about anything. This dude is the good ole' boy idealogy. A lot of people there have been working together for 20, 25 years. The "newbies" - which is me and the other driver, not including the new temporary driver, - are pretty much left out, likely not to get any favors excepting my old manager was pretty good to us and this feeling not likely to subside any time soon.
Well whatever. It's now Wednesday morning - time to be off to the wonder land of work!
Tuesday, February 2, 2016
I absent-mindedly put my debit card in a bag with stuff in it I got at a store and left it in there. And threw it out. And yes, it ended up in the landfill before I realized my mistake. Fortunately, Chase bank now has card makers at many of it's locations. You need only go in, prove who you are and they make you a new debit card right then and there. Amazingly better than the "old" days of having to wait days for it to arrive in the mail and having to try and deal with daily life without it. Meaning, go to the bank and carry cash around with you.
I don't much care to carry around cash, excepting maybe 20 bucks and that only because some places in Louisiana either don't take debit cards or you have to spend a minimum amount to use it.
Anyway, while I was at the bank, I was speaking with a very distinguished and very smartly dressed bank officer that was telling me all about the mountains around here, after we got into a discussion about it. What mountains? I asked politely. Well, Texas has mountains! You have to drive a good distance but they are here. Better, though, she says, there are plenty of mountains in Arkansas with hiking and 4 wheeling trails and only 2 hours away. I'm going to check with online 4 wheeler clubs to find some suggestions/advice on that particular subject.
Meanwhile, my desire to take Addler to the large doggy park remain altered. It is shut down for repairs and there is no statement as to when they are going to reopen it. Caddo State Park is 16 miles away and I am considering taking him there instead. I don't know if there is anywhere where I can let him run free, though and it is a risky proposition. I have never let him do that and I don't know if he'll take off or come back when I call him? I've had other Danes take off on me in the past and trust me, it's no picnic trying to catch up with them. In fact, you don't catch up with them until they get distracted and stop running and start sniffing.
Monday marks the day of the new manager taking over. So far, I remain unimpressed. He's a helicopter hovinering, micro-managing mess. But, who knows. Maybe he will surprise all of us. The real trouble maker now is the warehouse manager, but apparently he's being put in his place. Who knows. The man is an antique that needs to retire and do something fun with his life besides coming to work and being miserable all day long.
Anyway, I got back to the yard yesterday around 3:45 pm. Long day of driving. I was informed there was a run to a town about 60 minute drive and I needed to take it. No biggies, I wanted some OT anyway. Well, more OT than I have been getting. I'm trying to save up some emergency funds here. Anyway, it took forever. Get the truck loaded, trying to get a hold of the contractor, going to a vendor to get more of the product - we didn't have enough - getting down there, getting unloaded, getting back. It was 7:45. Well, I'm driving home - I mean I am 3 miles from the house when I get a call. Where are you right now? My manager, a water main break in a town and they have to have materials to fix it, houses with no running water. Ummm, I'm almost home. Back and forth I just offered to go back if he couldn't find anyone else. Well, 30 seconds - literally 30 seconds - later he calls me and asks if I will? To make some points, I got back on the Interstate, drove all the way back, spent 30 minutes getting the customer what he needed and then drove all the way back to the house. It was around 10:00 pm by the time I got home from work, put in a 15 hour day and was totally exhausted.
I don't much care to carry around cash, excepting maybe 20 bucks and that only because some places in Louisiana either don't take debit cards or you have to spend a minimum amount to use it.
Anyway, while I was at the bank, I was speaking with a very distinguished and very smartly dressed bank officer that was telling me all about the mountains around here, after we got into a discussion about it. What mountains? I asked politely. Well, Texas has mountains! You have to drive a good distance but they are here. Better, though, she says, there are plenty of mountains in Arkansas with hiking and 4 wheeling trails and only 2 hours away. I'm going to check with online 4 wheeler clubs to find some suggestions/advice on that particular subject.
Meanwhile, my desire to take Addler to the large doggy park remain altered. It is shut down for repairs and there is no statement as to when they are going to reopen it. Caddo State Park is 16 miles away and I am considering taking him there instead. I don't know if there is anywhere where I can let him run free, though and it is a risky proposition. I have never let him do that and I don't know if he'll take off or come back when I call him? I've had other Danes take off on me in the past and trust me, it's no picnic trying to catch up with them. In fact, you don't catch up with them until they get distracted and stop running and start sniffing.
Monday marks the day of the new manager taking over. So far, I remain unimpressed. He's a helicopter hovinering, micro-managing mess. But, who knows. Maybe he will surprise all of us. The real trouble maker now is the warehouse manager, but apparently he's being put in his place. Who knows. The man is an antique that needs to retire and do something fun with his life besides coming to work and being miserable all day long.
Anyway, I got back to the yard yesterday around 3:45 pm. Long day of driving. I was informed there was a run to a town about 60 minute drive and I needed to take it. No biggies, I wanted some OT anyway. Well, more OT than I have been getting. I'm trying to save up some emergency funds here. Anyway, it took forever. Get the truck loaded, trying to get a hold of the contractor, going to a vendor to get more of the product - we didn't have enough - getting down there, getting unloaded, getting back. It was 7:45. Well, I'm driving home - I mean I am 3 miles from the house when I get a call. Where are you right now? My manager, a water main break in a town and they have to have materials to fix it, houses with no running water. Ummm, I'm almost home. Back and forth I just offered to go back if he couldn't find anyone else. Well, 30 seconds - literally 30 seconds - later he calls me and asks if I will? To make some points, I got back on the Interstate, drove all the way back, spent 30 minutes getting the customer what he needed and then drove all the way back to the house. It was around 10:00 pm by the time I got home from work, put in a 15 hour day and was totally exhausted.
Sunday, January 24, 2016
Went to church today - which was good and then helped set up for a women's meeting that is going to happen today at 6. I then finally remembered about the doggy park and it turns out it is directly across the street/loop from the church. They have a small dog enclosure - which is very small, not even worth taking a dog into - and then there's the large dog enclosre. It's HUGE. I mean, a dog could run wild and free in that place. My goal was to find out what hours it's opened and closed - no sign at all saying that. Instead, there was a sign saying it's closed for fence repairs.
Well, the gates weren't locked up, I could have gone in there if I had wanted to. But, I didn't have Addler with me and I just wanted to check it out before heading home. Iwill definitely be taking him there sometine in the future - though realistically that's a Saturday or Sunday thing considering a 35 minute drive each way. Addler gets plenty of exercise in the back yard running all over the place with the other dogs and on walks - though I haven't been walking him since I got sick. I'm still coughing all over the place and I won't do any kind of strenuous activity that I don't have to until it's gone.
Valerie - on a different note - was complaining to my landlady about my decision to take my other 4 wheeler back. Did you say anything to him about what I said? No, the landlady said. Well I heard some of it, actually, but I had already made my decision long before that, I just was having trouble really solidifying that decision in my mind. The thing that made me go ahead and finally say it is time. A lot of time has passed since we have been divorced and I didn't want to let it go on forever. As for her statements about me - all complete lies or volumous exaggerations - I am looking into seeing what the early termination fee is for getting the Dish Network shut off over there. It should be getting down there by now as there is only 6 months left on the contract. I would like to get out of it, get their equipment out of her house and back to them and wash my hands of it.
Work. Friday was the bi-annual physical inventory. Meaning counting everything on the property which is no smalll undertaking. We got it all done on Friday and then came back Saturday to do second and third counts. Stuff that is showing we have in the system but is missing. Which is always a lot there because of their poor accounting practices, something I noticed the day I started working there. But, I am not responsible for having to rectify all of that at inventory time and I have nothing to do with the bad practices that lead to it, so I don't care one way or the other.
The new manager starts tomorrow. The man seems to be going out of his way to come across as something different than what his reputation - truthful reputation - has him pegged as. We''ll see. That's all I'm saying about it right now, I'll see.
Caleb is back in Phoenix. He announced on FB that he is going to New Zealand in a month. Well that wasn't shocking, but idea that he isn't really communicating with me is a bit disturbing. I just came out and asked him if there is a problem? Nope, he says, just trying to raise money to get to New Zealand with some obvious hints that he would like dear old dad to help out. He has $700 of it, he needs about $400 more for the airfare. I might help him out with $100 or so, but I think if God is really in it, then he needs to have some faith in God that He will supply the need. I'm trying to determine a date to go back and visit mom and see Caleb before he leaves. I really need a definitive leave date so I can make plans. Seems the further out you try to get airfare, the better deals you can find.
Life at the house I'm living in is going pretty well, actually. Addler is slowly coming around. What I mean by that is he is starting to act like a Great Dane more and more. He was lacking in many attributes of Danes when I first got him - which doesn't mean I wouldn't want him if he didn't start showing them - but he wasn't a house dog at all and I conclude that to be the reason. Yesterday, I woke him up out of an apparent deep sleep and he growled at me, but he immediately put his ears down, jumped out of bed and came over and put his head on my legs. As if to say I'm sorry! Lol, apology accepted. He is doing much better around the baby as well. No growling there at all now. I still don't want him around the boy unsupervised and neither do my landlords. They DO trust him around the kid, but it's the potential for accidental injury that is of concern for all of us.
I was going to try to mostly take it easy this weekend and try to get past this sickness, but work brought me in for 3 hours yesterday and church took about 3 hours today as well. I would have left work after 2 hours, but I was informed that a contractor wanted their materials early on Monday and that I would need to load the truck on Saturday. And church - I helped set up for the lady's meeting so time spent there went on much longer than normal. I'm taking it easy now, but it's already 3:35. I don't really feel like I've gotten much rest this weekend and I am intent on watching the NFL games today, one of which is in progress right now. Broncos - v - Patriots. I hope the Patriots win only because the Broncos beat the Steelers last week putting us out of the playoffs. It's a close game right now.
I'm keeping my eyes open for any companies that have need for CDL drivers that are local runs, home every night, no or little weekend work and good benefits. No desperation here, just looking. No applications put in, either. I don't think there are many like that out there and I don't know where the economy is headed. The Dow tanked quite a lot this week and my 401k went down a couple of thousand, but it must have made some kind of comeback because mine came back up a grand. If there's one good reason I want more money it's my retirement. I'm putting in around $700 per month but it's not enough. I'm too far behind and I have a lot of catching up to do. I would like to be able to double that if I could. I also need to be able to save cash for emergencies. I depleted my savings account back down to $100 and it's going to take time to get it back up again. I need reserves in case something goes wrong at the house, something goes wrong with the car, dog or me. I wouldn't mind getting another vehicle as well. 401k loan is almost paid off, I will at least have access to money when it is - only takes a few days to get a check - but I would rather not touch it again if I can avoid it.
Enough for now. Halftime and I am sleepy. Nap time.
Well, the gates weren't locked up, I could have gone in there if I had wanted to. But, I didn't have Addler with me and I just wanted to check it out before heading home. Iwill definitely be taking him there sometine in the future - though realistically that's a Saturday or Sunday thing considering a 35 minute drive each way. Addler gets plenty of exercise in the back yard running all over the place with the other dogs and on walks - though I haven't been walking him since I got sick. I'm still coughing all over the place and I won't do any kind of strenuous activity that I don't have to until it's gone.
Valerie - on a different note - was complaining to my landlady about my decision to take my other 4 wheeler back. Did you say anything to him about what I said? No, the landlady said. Well I heard some of it, actually, but I had already made my decision long before that, I just was having trouble really solidifying that decision in my mind. The thing that made me go ahead and finally say it is time. A lot of time has passed since we have been divorced and I didn't want to let it go on forever. As for her statements about me - all complete lies or volumous exaggerations - I am looking into seeing what the early termination fee is for getting the Dish Network shut off over there. It should be getting down there by now as there is only 6 months left on the contract. I would like to get out of it, get their equipment out of her house and back to them and wash my hands of it.
Work. Friday was the bi-annual physical inventory. Meaning counting everything on the property which is no smalll undertaking. We got it all done on Friday and then came back Saturday to do second and third counts. Stuff that is showing we have in the system but is missing. Which is always a lot there because of their poor accounting practices, something I noticed the day I started working there. But, I am not responsible for having to rectify all of that at inventory time and I have nothing to do with the bad practices that lead to it, so I don't care one way or the other.
The new manager starts tomorrow. The man seems to be going out of his way to come across as something different than what his reputation - truthful reputation - has him pegged as. We''ll see. That's all I'm saying about it right now, I'll see.
Caleb is back in Phoenix. He announced on FB that he is going to New Zealand in a month. Well that wasn't shocking, but idea that he isn't really communicating with me is a bit disturbing. I just came out and asked him if there is a problem? Nope, he says, just trying to raise money to get to New Zealand with some obvious hints that he would like dear old dad to help out. He has $700 of it, he needs about $400 more for the airfare. I might help him out with $100 or so, but I think if God is really in it, then he needs to have some faith in God that He will supply the need. I'm trying to determine a date to go back and visit mom and see Caleb before he leaves. I really need a definitive leave date so I can make plans. Seems the further out you try to get airfare, the better deals you can find.
Life at the house I'm living in is going pretty well, actually. Addler is slowly coming around. What I mean by that is he is starting to act like a Great Dane more and more. He was lacking in many attributes of Danes when I first got him - which doesn't mean I wouldn't want him if he didn't start showing them - but he wasn't a house dog at all and I conclude that to be the reason. Yesterday, I woke him up out of an apparent deep sleep and he growled at me, but he immediately put his ears down, jumped out of bed and came over and put his head on my legs. As if to say I'm sorry! Lol, apology accepted. He is doing much better around the baby as well. No growling there at all now. I still don't want him around the boy unsupervised and neither do my landlords. They DO trust him around the kid, but it's the potential for accidental injury that is of concern for all of us.
I was going to try to mostly take it easy this weekend and try to get past this sickness, but work brought me in for 3 hours yesterday and church took about 3 hours today as well. I would have left work after 2 hours, but I was informed that a contractor wanted their materials early on Monday and that I would need to load the truck on Saturday. And church - I helped set up for the lady's meeting so time spent there went on much longer than normal. I'm taking it easy now, but it's already 3:35. I don't really feel like I've gotten much rest this weekend and I am intent on watching the NFL games today, one of which is in progress right now. Broncos - v - Patriots. I hope the Patriots win only because the Broncos beat the Steelers last week putting us out of the playoffs. It's a close game right now.
I'm keeping my eyes open for any companies that have need for CDL drivers that are local runs, home every night, no or little weekend work and good benefits. No desperation here, just looking. No applications put in, either. I don't think there are many like that out there and I don't know where the economy is headed. The Dow tanked quite a lot this week and my 401k went down a couple of thousand, but it must have made some kind of comeback because mine came back up a grand. If there's one good reason I want more money it's my retirement. I'm putting in around $700 per month but it's not enough. I'm too far behind and I have a lot of catching up to do. I would like to be able to double that if I could. I also need to be able to save cash for emergencies. I depleted my savings account back down to $100 and it's going to take time to get it back up again. I need reserves in case something goes wrong at the house, something goes wrong with the car, dog or me. I wouldn't mind getting another vehicle as well. 401k loan is almost paid off, I will at least have access to money when it is - only takes a few days to get a check - but I would rather not touch it again if I can avoid it.
Enough for now. Halftime and I am sleepy. Nap time.
Sunday, January 17, 2016
Well isn't that fancy. She ignored 2 emails and then blocked me on the third one. Thank you AOL for sending me a rejected email delivery telling me exactly why it was rejected - she had my email sent to spam. That was 15 minutes ago. I immediately sent her a text message. Either agree to me coming and getting my 4 wheeler or I will file a motion in the divorce court - for the 4 wheeler is specifically stated as my property in the paperwork - and you can explain to a judge why you are refusing to give my property back.
Well isn't that sweet. She wrote back a - nasty for her - version of a text. So, I went further with it. My shop vac, pellet rifle, battery charger, missing pair of roller blades, drain snake and a $100 check she gave me which I didn't cash because she was broke when she took charge over the phone I bought for Nathan. Really, if she wants to get nasty, I can go there for I am not happy about a lot of things, but I can deal with it. The idea, though, that she would completely ignore my emails about my 4 wheeler was crossing the line.
Let's dance. After hearing what she has said to my landlady, what she said to me in that text message was completey false. But it's whatever. Just give me my 4 wheeler back - wouldn't mind my battery charger too since 4 wheelers sometimes have dead batteries - but it's whatever.
Getting a bit fired up. All she had to do was agree to my getting the 4 wheeler, instead, she chose to ignore 2 emails and then spam block me on the one today. This is childishness, but not unexpected from her.
Well, I've got lung congestion and I have no idea whether I will go to work tomorrow or not. I do know that I have the truck loaded with pipe, I pulled the fittings for the order on Friday but didn't get them shrink wrapped. It was past 5 pm and I just wanted to get the pulling stuff over with for Monday morning. I'll see about whether I am going to work or not in the morning, but at this point, as crappy as I'm feeling, I'm still thinking I am going to go.
Well isn't that sweet. She wrote back a - nasty for her - version of a text. So, I went further with it. My shop vac, pellet rifle, battery charger, missing pair of roller blades, drain snake and a $100 check she gave me which I didn't cash because she was broke when she took charge over the phone I bought for Nathan. Really, if she wants to get nasty, I can go there for I am not happy about a lot of things, but I can deal with it. The idea, though, that she would completely ignore my emails about my 4 wheeler was crossing the line.
Let's dance. After hearing what she has said to my landlady, what she said to me in that text message was completey false. But it's whatever. Just give me my 4 wheeler back - wouldn't mind my battery charger too since 4 wheelers sometimes have dead batteries - but it's whatever.
Getting a bit fired up. All she had to do was agree to my getting the 4 wheeler, instead, she chose to ignore 2 emails and then spam block me on the one today. This is childishness, but not unexpected from her.
Well, I've got lung congestion and I have no idea whether I will go to work tomorrow or not. I do know that I have the truck loaded with pipe, I pulled the fittings for the order on Friday but didn't get them shrink wrapped. It was past 5 pm and I just wanted to get the pulling stuff over with for Monday morning. I'll see about whether I am going to work or not in the morning, but at this point, as crappy as I'm feeling, I'm still thinking I am going to go.
I thinkI accidentally deleted an entry while I was fooling around with trying to get the Great Dane entry right. Oh well!
I have been thinking about this one for a while now and finally decided that I did enough for her and their family, I want my ATV back. So, I wrote her a one line message politely asking her for it back. No reply, so the next day I wrote her a 3 sentence paragraph - still polite- but getting a little more firm. It doesn't belong to her, she has no legal claim to it, it's written right into the divorce orders as my property before we got married.
But, once I brought that up to my landlady she went off. Valerie's been in 3 times this week and I have been trying to avoid her at all costs! In where she works, that is. Val has an account there that she has been trying to finish off and get over with. Well what's up?....I don't bring her name up around here anymore as I have put her out of my head and heart and am moving forward. Well, she says Ben this and Ben that and all this about you all the time. Really? lol, I had to laugh because she apparently thinks all of that is going to get back to me and then I'm going to what - get mad or something? She divorced me, it's over, I don't care anymore, I realy don't.
She had started hanging with her ex husband before we officially got divorced anyway. Did I get mad about that? No. I asked her about it, but that was all. Her description of their interaction was likely false, but again, I don't care. In fact, I actually told her, now that I think about it, that if she was really seeking God's will, she really had no good reason to divorce him in the first place. The dude really seems pretty cool. I guess he doesn't always treat the kids right, but from what I have seen and heard, he has tempered that down quite a lot since they got divorced. He makes 135k per year at a very kick back job that entails doing nothing more than watching computer screens and making sure the plant is running smoothly. From a financial standpoint, she would do herself well to get back with him. However, she is the endless victim - she has literally been victimized by everyone she has ever met including her own children and her best friends.
That is NO exaggeration, either. I have literally sat there and listened to her complaining and going on about every single person that was ever important to her.
Whatever the case, I think I said in a pervious post that I have temporarily stopped looking for a lady, but in case that was the entry I deleted, saying it again. It is just too much energy and time spent sending endless messages and getting much of nothing back. Many of these people have these accounts on these dating sites and they never check their messages. I know because I had a premium membership to POF and it shows whether they've even been online, much less if they've actually seen or read the message. I am in no hurry to make the same mistake as this last catastrophe. I don't need another suicidal person, such as the lady that was over here 2 weekends ago who showed great interest in me - but - kept going off about how life sucked and how suicidal she is and if she didn't have a young daugher, she would have offed herself a long time ago.
I can sympathize with such people, I can talk to them about it, but having another relationship with a suicidal person? No thanks. Everything is bad, according to them, there is nothing good in life.
Anyway, I have come down yet again with another reespiratory illness and it isn't pleasant. I put off doing much of anything yesterday and today will be a nothing day as well excepting to watch the Steelers hopefully beat the Denver Broncos. Not sure about that one, the Broncos are a force to be reckoned with this year and that should be an interesting game to watch. One of our key players is out for injury - and that from a player that hit him hard after the fact. I do hope they fined that idiot.
Anyway, my landlady bought a car just before I moved in here - getting rid of her pickup - and now decided she doesn't like the car and is getting another pickup. I can understand totally. I really want out of my car and back into a pickup truck, but.....a decent truck is expensive, my car won't get much in trade in value and the payments will be high and likely 5 years. I thought about taking out a 401k loan and getting a vehicle through that method, but then I hurt my retirement by taking out money that otherwise could be earning interest and dividends.
Of course, as time plows forward, more economists are jumping on the recession bandwagon saying it isn't if, it's when and likely worse than what occurred in 2008. I'm really trying to hold out buying another vehicle, but I am severely limited by not having a pickup. Hauling things to the house, hauling my 4 wheelers to an area where you can ride and ride and not worry about neighbors calling the police (which I don't do anyway, not worth the risk). I've given some consideration to putting a hitch on my car but that's expensive because not only do you have to install a hitch, you really have to also beef up the rear suspension with airbags or extra springs. For an old car, I don't know that the expense would be worth it. So, I just sit here and contemplate it, but at the moment, doing nothing about it because it's truly wonderful not having those monthly payments and much higher insurance premiums.
Work is unchanged. We are being warned of a "firestorm" coming when the new manager takes over the beginning of February. I will not stick around for an abusive manager. I'll file a complaint with corporate if it is really as bad as several that know the man say it's going to be and if that gets nowhere, I'll be forced to start looking for new employment. Some contractors who have known him for over 20 years love him and some of them say he's a total jerk. I've given up on the raise, we obviously aren't going to get it. That's another bridge I need to cross. Stay or look for a new job? I've been looking. There area several opportunities out there, but, you start at the bottom of the totem pole and have to work your way back up in terms of benefits such as vacation time. It's a tough decision. I'm putting it off to see what this new manager is going to be like. He could be the tipping point to just say the heck with this, time to move on. Just that I'm 51 years old and starting over at a new company isn't all that hot of a prospect for me. The only other thing I can do is go back to school - but - that costs money and though I would love to be doing something else, it would take at least 2 years to get a bachelor's degree. It is an intriguing thought, though, one that I have also seriously considered, but then again, I have no idea what I would want to actually do.
Well that's enough for one entry. : )
I have been thinking about this one for a while now and finally decided that I did enough for her and their family, I want my ATV back. So, I wrote her a one line message politely asking her for it back. No reply, so the next day I wrote her a 3 sentence paragraph - still polite- but getting a little more firm. It doesn't belong to her, she has no legal claim to it, it's written right into the divorce orders as my property before we got married.
But, once I brought that up to my landlady she went off. Valerie's been in 3 times this week and I have been trying to avoid her at all costs! In where she works, that is. Val has an account there that she has been trying to finish off and get over with. Well what's up?....I don't bring her name up around here anymore as I have put her out of my head and heart and am moving forward. Well, she says Ben this and Ben that and all this about you all the time. Really? lol, I had to laugh because she apparently thinks all of that is going to get back to me and then I'm going to what - get mad or something? She divorced me, it's over, I don't care anymore, I realy don't.
She had started hanging with her ex husband before we officially got divorced anyway. Did I get mad about that? No. I asked her about it, but that was all. Her description of their interaction was likely false, but again, I don't care. In fact, I actually told her, now that I think about it, that if she was really seeking God's will, she really had no good reason to divorce him in the first place. The dude really seems pretty cool. I guess he doesn't always treat the kids right, but from what I have seen and heard, he has tempered that down quite a lot since they got divorced. He makes 135k per year at a very kick back job that entails doing nothing more than watching computer screens and making sure the plant is running smoothly. From a financial standpoint, she would do herself well to get back with him. However, she is the endless victim - she has literally been victimized by everyone she has ever met including her own children and her best friends.
That is NO exaggeration, either. I have literally sat there and listened to her complaining and going on about every single person that was ever important to her.
Whatever the case, I think I said in a pervious post that I have temporarily stopped looking for a lady, but in case that was the entry I deleted, saying it again. It is just too much energy and time spent sending endless messages and getting much of nothing back. Many of these people have these accounts on these dating sites and they never check their messages. I know because I had a premium membership to POF and it shows whether they've even been online, much less if they've actually seen or read the message. I am in no hurry to make the same mistake as this last catastrophe. I don't need another suicidal person, such as the lady that was over here 2 weekends ago who showed great interest in me - but - kept going off about how life sucked and how suicidal she is and if she didn't have a young daugher, she would have offed herself a long time ago.
I can sympathize with such people, I can talk to them about it, but having another relationship with a suicidal person? No thanks. Everything is bad, according to them, there is nothing good in life.
Anyway, I have come down yet again with another reespiratory illness and it isn't pleasant. I put off doing much of anything yesterday and today will be a nothing day as well excepting to watch the Steelers hopefully beat the Denver Broncos. Not sure about that one, the Broncos are a force to be reckoned with this year and that should be an interesting game to watch. One of our key players is out for injury - and that from a player that hit him hard after the fact. I do hope they fined that idiot.
Anyway, my landlady bought a car just before I moved in here - getting rid of her pickup - and now decided she doesn't like the car and is getting another pickup. I can understand totally. I really want out of my car and back into a pickup truck, but.....a decent truck is expensive, my car won't get much in trade in value and the payments will be high and likely 5 years. I thought about taking out a 401k loan and getting a vehicle through that method, but then I hurt my retirement by taking out money that otherwise could be earning interest and dividends.
Of course, as time plows forward, more economists are jumping on the recession bandwagon saying it isn't if, it's when and likely worse than what occurred in 2008. I'm really trying to hold out buying another vehicle, but I am severely limited by not having a pickup. Hauling things to the house, hauling my 4 wheelers to an area where you can ride and ride and not worry about neighbors calling the police (which I don't do anyway, not worth the risk). I've given some consideration to putting a hitch on my car but that's expensive because not only do you have to install a hitch, you really have to also beef up the rear suspension with airbags or extra springs. For an old car, I don't know that the expense would be worth it. So, I just sit here and contemplate it, but at the moment, doing nothing about it because it's truly wonderful not having those monthly payments and much higher insurance premiums.
Work is unchanged. We are being warned of a "firestorm" coming when the new manager takes over the beginning of February. I will not stick around for an abusive manager. I'll file a complaint with corporate if it is really as bad as several that know the man say it's going to be and if that gets nowhere, I'll be forced to start looking for new employment. Some contractors who have known him for over 20 years love him and some of them say he's a total jerk. I've given up on the raise, we obviously aren't going to get it. That's another bridge I need to cross. Stay or look for a new job? I've been looking. There area several opportunities out there, but, you start at the bottom of the totem pole and have to work your way back up in terms of benefits such as vacation time. It's a tough decision. I'm putting it off to see what this new manager is going to be like. He could be the tipping point to just say the heck with this, time to move on. Just that I'm 51 years old and starting over at a new company isn't all that hot of a prospect for me. The only other thing I can do is go back to school - but - that costs money and though I would love to be doing something else, it would take at least 2 years to get a bachelor's degree. It is an intriguing thought, though, one that I have also seriously considered, but then again, I have no idea what I would want to actually do.
Well that's enough for one entry. : )
Saturday, January 16, 2016
You Might Be A Great Dane Owner When.....
When you wake up to a giant snout licking your face.
When you get home the first thing you do is see your doggy rofl.
When you have a separate bed for your dog that is at least the same size as your bed.
When you walk him down the street and you know you are going to be stopped at least once with the usual question.
When you have more pics of your Dane in your phone than anything or anyone else.
You find out your private conversations with your Dane are public knowledge - and they quote back to you what you say to your dog.
When it's time to go to bed and the dog looks at you with longing eyes, pleeeeaaaasssseeeeee let me sleep with you?
When you go to buy dog food and your usual purchase is 2 or more 50 pound bags of food and people are giving you the crazy look.
When dinner becomes a publicly traded commodity - with your Dane.
When sitting in your Lazy Boy and the dog comes up to you and his head is higher up than yours!
When you go to Tractor Supply and buy a flat shovel - to clean up your Dane's cow sized poop
.
When you go to the bathroom and - the Dane is trying to stuff himself through the door to be with you - in the bathroom while you are doing your thing. No, I don't allow THAT! LOL
When you're walking down the street with your Dane/s and people come out on their porch and start a long distance shouting conversation with you. "What kind of dog is that?" being yelled at you from a minimum of 100 to over 300 feet away.
Or do it like Jeff Foxworthy and rednecks:
YOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUU..... MIGHT BE.....A DANE OWNER.................when you're walking the dog down the main street and people stop in the middle of traffic to take photos of the dog!
YOOOOOUUUUU.......MIGHT.....be a Dane owner if you take him to the vet and he REFUSES to get on the scale no matter how many people are trying. "Uhhhh, sir, we have to have his weight to determine how much heart worm medicine to give him" "Well what do you want me to do, the dog is sitting down like a donkey, he won't budge!" "Can you pick him up? We can weigh you both and then weigh you and then subtract the weight". Have you EVER picked up a 150 pound dog? That doesn't want to be picked up? I found out that day how much overweight I am!
YOUUUUUUU...MIGHT....Be an Dane owner if the roast you just pulled out of the oven and have resting on the kitchen counter mysteriously disappears. Everyone is looking at everyone else? Huh? What happened to the roast? And thennnnnn.... you look at a giant dog.....licking it's chops with the MOST pathetic look you have ever seen on anyone or any dog!
YOOUUUUUUU..... MIGHT>>> Be a Dane owner if when you pull up to a drive thru window and the window in the back is open - of course - the Dane's head is sticking out the window and the worker at the window inncoently looks out to recieve the payment and gasps - either in horror, disbelief or delight - when they see the dog. Amplify that by a thousand if you have 2 or more Danes in the car! And I'm sorry, but I can't avoid the nasty stuff.....
YOOOOOUUUUUUU.....MIIIIIIGGGGGGHHHHHTTT....BE A DANE OWNER....if you wake up in the middle of the night and have the most foul smell you have ever smelled curling your nostrils. You get up, you already know what happened, you just have to find it. You walk into the bathroom cause it ain't in your bedroom and find out the dog has diarhea. That after you just stepped in it in your bare feet while walking into the bathroom. You look at the floor, the walls, the toilet, the shower and everything else - covered with it. It is 2 am and you spend almost 2 solid hours cleaning up the mess. You look at your Dane with sympathy - and then realize he could do it all over againt - OUT! Get thee thither!
And on a little more sober note, when your dog brings great joy to a person that is depressed, going through hard times and the encounter they have with your dog gives them at least a moment of brevity and a glimpse back to when times were better. I could go on...and on...and on..it's the fun and wonder of being a Dane owner!
When you get home the first thing you do is see your doggy rofl.
When you have a separate bed for your dog that is at least the same size as your bed.
When you walk him down the street and you know you are going to be stopped at least once with the usual question.
When you have more pics of your Dane in your phone than anything or anyone else.
You find out your private conversations with your Dane are public knowledge - and they quote back to you what you say to your dog.
When it's time to go to bed and the dog looks at you with longing eyes, pleeeeaaaasssseeeeee let me sleep with you?
When you go to buy dog food and your usual purchase is 2 or more 50 pound bags of food and people are giving you the crazy look.
When dinner becomes a publicly traded commodity - with your Dane.
When sitting in your Lazy Boy and the dog comes up to you and his head is higher up than yours!
When you go to Tractor Supply and buy a flat shovel - to clean up your Dane's cow sized poop
.
When you go to the bathroom and - the Dane is trying to stuff himself through the door to be with you - in the bathroom while you are doing your thing. No, I don't allow THAT! LOL
When you're walking down the street with your Dane/s and people come out on their porch and start a long distance shouting conversation with you. "What kind of dog is that?" being yelled at you from a minimum of 100 to over 300 feet away.
Or do it like Jeff Foxworthy and rednecks:
YOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUU..... MIGHT BE.....A DANE OWNER.................when you're walking the dog down the main street and people stop in the middle of traffic to take photos of the dog!
YOOOOOUUUUU.......MIGHT.....be a Dane owner if you take him to the vet and he REFUSES to get on the scale no matter how many people are trying. "Uhhhh, sir, we have to have his weight to determine how much heart worm medicine to give him" "Well what do you want me to do, the dog is sitting down like a donkey, he won't budge!" "Can you pick him up? We can weigh you both and then weigh you and then subtract the weight". Have you EVER picked up a 150 pound dog? That doesn't want to be picked up? I found out that day how much overweight I am!
YOUUUUUUU...MIGHT....Be an Dane owner if the roast you just pulled out of the oven and have resting on the kitchen counter mysteriously disappears. Everyone is looking at everyone else? Huh? What happened to the roast? And thennnnnn.... you look at a giant dog.....licking it's chops with the MOST pathetic look you have ever seen on anyone or any dog!
YOOUUUUUUU..... MIGHT>>> Be a Dane owner if when you pull up to a drive thru window and the window in the back is open - of course - the Dane's head is sticking out the window and the worker at the window inncoently looks out to recieve the payment and gasps - either in horror, disbelief or delight - when they see the dog. Amplify that by a thousand if you have 2 or more Danes in the car! And I'm sorry, but I can't avoid the nasty stuff.....
YOOOOOUUUUUUU.....MIIIIIIGGGGGGHHHHHTTT....BE A DANE OWNER....if you wake up in the middle of the night and have the most foul smell you have ever smelled curling your nostrils. You get up, you already know what happened, you just have to find it. You walk into the bathroom cause it ain't in your bedroom and find out the dog has diarhea. That after you just stepped in it in your bare feet while walking into the bathroom. You look at the floor, the walls, the toilet, the shower and everything else - covered with it. It is 2 am and you spend almost 2 solid hours cleaning up the mess. You look at your Dane with sympathy - and then realize he could do it all over againt - OUT! Get thee thither!
And on a little more sober note, when your dog brings great joy to a person that is depressed, going through hard times and the encounter they have with your dog gives them at least a moment of brevity and a glimpse back to when times were better. I could go on...and on...and on..it's the fun and wonder of being a Dane owner!
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
You Might Be A Great Dane Owner If......
When you wake up to a giant snout licking your face.
When you get home the first thing you do is see your doggy rofl.
When you have a separate bed for your dog that is at least the same size as your bed.
When you walk him down the street and you know you are going to be stopped at least once with the usual question.
When you have more pics of your Dane in your phone than anything or anyone else.You find out your private conversations with your Dane are public knowledge - and they quote back to you what you say to your dog.
When it's time to go to bed and the dog looks at you with longing eyes, pleeeeaaaasssseeeeee let me sleep with you?
When you go to buy dog food and your usual purchase is 2 or more 50 pound bags of food and people are giving you the crazy look.
When dinner becomes a publicly traded commodity - with your Dane.
When sitting in your Lazy Boy and the dog comes up to you and his head is higher up than yours!
When you go to Tractor Supply and buy a flat shovel - to clean up your Dane's cow sized poop.
When you go to the bathroom and - the Dane is trying to stuff himself through the door to be with you - in the bathroom while you are doing your thing. No, I don't allow THAT! LOL
When you're walking down the street with your Dane/s and people come out on their porch and start a long distance shouting conversation with you. "What kind of dog is that?" being yelled at you from a minimum of 100 to over 300 feet away.
Or do it like Jeff Foxworthy and rednecks: YOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUU..... MIGHT BE.....A DANE OWNER.................when you're walking the dog down the main street and people stop in the middle of traffic to take photos of the dog!
YOOOOOUUUUU.......MIGHT.....be a Dane owner if you take him to the vet and he REFUSES to get on the scale no matter how many people are trying. "Uhhhh, sir, we have to have his weight to determine how much heart worm medicine to give him" "Well what do you want me to do, the dog is sitting down like a donkey, he won't budge!" "Can you pick him up? We can weigh you both and then weigh you and then subtract the weight". Have you EVER picked up a 150 pound dog? That doesn't want to be picked up? I found out that day how much overweight I am!
YOUUUUUUU...MIGHT....Be an Dane owner if the roast you just pulled out of the oven and have resting on the kitchen counter mysteriously disappears. Everyone is looking at everyone else? Huh? What happened to the roast? And thennnnnn.... you look at a giant dog.....licking it's chops with the MOST pathetic look you have ever seen on anyone or any dog!
YOOUUUUUUU..... MIGHT>>> Be a Dane owner if when you pull up to a drive thru window and the window in the back is open - of course - the Dane's head is sticking out the window and the worker at the window inncoently looks out to recieve the payment and gasps - either in horror, disbelief or delight - when they see the dog. Amplify that by a thousand if you have 2 or more Danes in the car! And I'm sorry, but I can't avoid the nasty stuff.....
YOOOOOUUUUUUU.....MIIIIIIGGGGGGHHHHHTTT....BE A DANE OWNER....if you wake up in the middle of the night and have the most foul smell you have ever smelled curling your nostrils. You get up, you already know what happened, you just have to find it. You walk into the bathroom cause it ain't in your bedroom and find out the dog has diarhea. That after you just stepped in it in your bare feet while walking into the bathroom. You look at the floor, the walls, the toilet, the shower and everything else - covered with it. It is 2 am and you spend almost 2 solid hours cleaning up the mess. You look at your Dane with sympathy - and then realize he could do it all over againt - OUT! Get thee thither!
And on a little more sober note, when your dog brings great joy to a person that is depressed, going through hard times and the encounter they have with your dog gives them at least a moment of brevity and a glimpse back to when times were better. I could go on...and on...and on..it's the fun and wonder of being a Dane owner!
When you get home the first thing you do is see your doggy rofl.
When you have a separate bed for your dog that is at least the same size as your bed.
When you walk him down the street and you know you are going to be stopped at least once with the usual question.
When you have more pics of your Dane in your phone than anything or anyone else.You find out your private conversations with your Dane are public knowledge - and they quote back to you what you say to your dog.
When it's time to go to bed and the dog looks at you with longing eyes, pleeeeaaaasssseeeeee let me sleep with you?
When you go to buy dog food and your usual purchase is 2 or more 50 pound bags of food and people are giving you the crazy look.
When dinner becomes a publicly traded commodity - with your Dane.
When sitting in your Lazy Boy and the dog comes up to you and his head is higher up than yours!
When you go to Tractor Supply and buy a flat shovel - to clean up your Dane's cow sized poop.
When you go to the bathroom and - the Dane is trying to stuff himself through the door to be with you - in the bathroom while you are doing your thing. No, I don't allow THAT! LOL
When you're walking down the street with your Dane/s and people come out on their porch and start a long distance shouting conversation with you. "What kind of dog is that?" being yelled at you from a minimum of 100 to over 300 feet away.
Or do it like Jeff Foxworthy and rednecks: YOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUU..... MIGHT BE.....A DANE OWNER.................when you're walking the dog down the main street and people stop in the middle of traffic to take photos of the dog!
YOOOOOUUUUU.......MIGHT.....be a Dane owner if you take him to the vet and he REFUSES to get on the scale no matter how many people are trying. "Uhhhh, sir, we have to have his weight to determine how much heart worm medicine to give him" "Well what do you want me to do, the dog is sitting down like a donkey, he won't budge!" "Can you pick him up? We can weigh you both and then weigh you and then subtract the weight". Have you EVER picked up a 150 pound dog? That doesn't want to be picked up? I found out that day how much overweight I am!
YOUUUUUUU...MIGHT....Be an Dane owner if the roast you just pulled out of the oven and have resting on the kitchen counter mysteriously disappears. Everyone is looking at everyone else? Huh? What happened to the roast? And thennnnnn.... you look at a giant dog.....licking it's chops with the MOST pathetic look you have ever seen on anyone or any dog!
YOOUUUUUUU..... MIGHT>>> Be a Dane owner if when you pull up to a drive thru window and the window in the back is open - of course - the Dane's head is sticking out the window and the worker at the window inncoently looks out to recieve the payment and gasps - either in horror, disbelief or delight - when they see the dog. Amplify that by a thousand if you have 2 or more Danes in the car! And I'm sorry, but I can't avoid the nasty stuff.....
YOOOOOUUUUUUU.....MIIIIIIGGGGGGHHHHHTTT....BE A DANE OWNER....if you wake up in the middle of the night and have the most foul smell you have ever smelled curling your nostrils. You get up, you already know what happened, you just have to find it. You walk into the bathroom cause it ain't in your bedroom and find out the dog has diarhea. That after you just stepped in it in your bare feet while walking into the bathroom. You look at the floor, the walls, the toilet, the shower and everything else - covered with it. It is 2 am and you spend almost 2 solid hours cleaning up the mess. You look at your Dane with sympathy - and then realize he could do it all over againt - OUT! Get thee thither!
And on a little more sober note, when your dog brings great joy to a person that is depressed, going through hard times and the encounter they have with your dog gives them at least a moment of brevity and a glimpse back to when times were better. I could go on...and on...and on..it's the fun and wonder of being a Dane owner!
Sunday, January 3, 2016
Posting will be limited on here since there isn't that much going on. I coudl talk about issues of the day that interest me, but I find it more engaging to do that in groups where both like-minded and opposing minded people gather to debate. Which is usually quite entertaining because many of them usually have no clue what they are talking about, but speak with emotion so that they would sound to the uninformed as IF they know what they are talking about through their limited powers of persuasion. When someone like me comes along with facts and hands them - facts without the emotion - they go off the deep end. They cannot come back with a logical response and so, they have to revert to getting angry and letting loose with expletives and all kinds of non-endearing rhetoric.
BTW, anyone that wants to engage in such groups, I have links to several of them. I don't take it too seriously though. It's a lot of race stuff and groups full of blacks and a few whites, whites always being attacked and ganged up on. Thick-skinned type of thing.
Onto things of current interest.
Addler is doing well, though he has started to try to chew on things he shouldn't be chewing on. I am very much aware of the puppyhood phase of his growth right now - which if you looked at the dog you would wonder how an animal that big could still be considered a puppy, but he's only 13 months old and in Danedom, that is still a puppy status and still very much growing to do. He is now at 128 pounds, I would be a little surprised if he doesn't reach mid 150's to 160's range.
I have him on almost constant supervision when he is in my room in the house, for I do nto want that dog chewing up things he shouldn't be. Thankfully I am there at the moment it happens and I can tell him NO firmly but still being nice cause the dog is too loveable, lol, he gets the message. Oh, I can't chew on socks, shoes or blankets. No damage done yet excepting a hole in a pair of tennis shoes. I have my $350 cowboy boots out of dog range, I did that form the git go knowing a Dane's propensity for chewing things when they are puppies.
New Year's Eve was home, but I was part of the festivities here. They have close friends - they being my landlords - that come over frequently. They brought copious amounts of alcohol. Again and as usual, I had a few drinks but nothing even remotely close to being called drunk. Not into that. But it was fun, even if the guys were completely bombed out of their minds by the time it was over, they weren't acting stupid. If you get drunk and you act stupid while being in that condition, I likely won't want to be anywhere near you, for I am repulsed by that stupid kind of behavior.
I went to church tonight (Saturday) instead of tomorrow morning because I was asked to show up to help serve Communion. They just recently started a Saturday evening service versus 3 services on Sunday morning (church has grown well beyond it's ability to seat everyone that would potentially show up at one service only). I won't turn down an opportunity to serve in the church, even if it is short- lived. However, they informed us that next week, the Hospitality workers need more people and the leaders are going to have a short meeting after service. I likely will show up to that to see if I can fit anything into my schedule. Hospitality is all kinds of stuff. Setting up and tearing down for special events; visiting families with dinnner/food and helping them out with certainly functions to ease the load in cases of a tragedy (death) or someone in the hospital. Stuff like that. I used to do quite a lot of that in various churches, I would like to get involved in that capacity again.
Actually, the message was soooo good I may go back tomorrow as well. I need to get myself motivated and out of this funk. I'm sitting around trying to find a lady on dating sites and so far it's just a bunch of people that are doing nothing more than looking for sex partners. To each his/her own, I'm into relationships. Maybe if I just get far more involved in church I'll meet someone there? Who knows, but I am setting goals for myself - note that that is not New Year's resolutions - goals I can deal with for they don't necessarily HAVE to be done in a certain time frame excepting those kinds of things that once you start them you really have to keep with it until it's done.
This week, I am headed to Planet Fitness and force myself back into at least 3 day per week workout regiment. There are just things that I have gotten out because of my situation with Val and her demand to have all of my time and nothing "extracirricular". I don't really think that working out is a frivolous waste of time. I don't really WANT to do it, either, I just have the need to lose about 20 pound right now. I was shocked at the vet's off the other day. Addler would NOT get on the scale and I ended up having to pick the dog up, weigh both of us and then put him down and weigh me and then subtract. I'm at 214 pounds which is quite unnacceptable. My eating habits are to blame - not eating enough throughout the day, starting too late in the day to eat and ending too early. Metabolism killer. The dog is at 128 pounds and growing.
My car is still running well - albeit numerous minor problems - I'm just trying to wait it out and save some money up. I really do not want to take out another 401k loan. I'm killing it by doing that even though the last loan was taken out of dire necessity. I"ve gotten through quite a lot now without taking out loans, but I never really get ahead. Save up a grand and have to spend it on this and that. The obvious necessity - to me anyway - is more money and I still have yet to hear back about that. But, the holidays are over and this coming week I will ask yet again about it.
I can't think of much else. Caleb is still in Portland so going to Phoenix is on hold til' he goes back. My living situation remains very good - at least as far as I can tell. I dunno, I don't really think these people would just throw me out, but this is life and in life, you just never know what is going to happen. We all get along well with each other is what I can say about it. I spend almost equal amounts of time out "there" in their living space visiting with them and hibernating in here, my bedroom, chilling out. Addler is hilarious. I'll have to get a video of him playing with his squeaky toy. He throws it in the air, jumps across the room to get it, picks it up, throws it back across the room, the dog is incredibly goofy! And quite entertaining, lol. And very clingy now. Ever since visiting Fin and Bethany, he has been far more inclined to follow me all over the place than before we went there. Which there is nothing wrong with that, not what I'm saying, actually he's acting much more characteristic of a Dane that wants to do nothing but follow his humans around all over the place and be involved in every single thing his humans are doing.
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That was yesterday. I'm considering taking Addler to a very long walking trail that appears from the overview to be in well wooded area. I am trying to find a place to take him where I can take him off of the leash and let him run. There is also a large and small dog park near the beginning of the trail. Just not sure if I want to drive clear over there today. Kinda started looking into the a little late, it's already 1 pm, would have rather found this earlier and already had it done and over with. There is a dog park here where I am living but it has restrictive hours.
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More time passed. I decided to simply take Addler on a nice long walk around the various neighborhoods here. This is an older community with older houses. Some of them are beautiful and nicely maintained, others are dilapidated and falling apart - and finding this all lumped together on any given street. I was looking at other people's landscaping ideas, but there wasn't much going on. Green here doesn't really work, lots of natural greenery. What is needed is the bright, bold colors of flowers or flowering plants and trees. There was one house that had a nice floral arrangement in front of their house - it was pretty nice looking actually, but that was really the only one I saw out of hundreds of houses. Amazing more people aren't into landscaping here.
Well enough for this entry.
BTW, anyone that wants to engage in such groups, I have links to several of them. I don't take it too seriously though. It's a lot of race stuff and groups full of blacks and a few whites, whites always being attacked and ganged up on. Thick-skinned type of thing.
Onto things of current interest.
Addler is doing well, though he has started to try to chew on things he shouldn't be chewing on. I am very much aware of the puppyhood phase of his growth right now - which if you looked at the dog you would wonder how an animal that big could still be considered a puppy, but he's only 13 months old and in Danedom, that is still a puppy status and still very much growing to do. He is now at 128 pounds, I would be a little surprised if he doesn't reach mid 150's to 160's range.
I have him on almost constant supervision when he is in my room in the house, for I do nto want that dog chewing up things he shouldn't be. Thankfully I am there at the moment it happens and I can tell him NO firmly but still being nice cause the dog is too loveable, lol, he gets the message. Oh, I can't chew on socks, shoes or blankets. No damage done yet excepting a hole in a pair of tennis shoes. I have my $350 cowboy boots out of dog range, I did that form the git go knowing a Dane's propensity for chewing things when they are puppies.
New Year's Eve was home, but I was part of the festivities here. They have close friends - they being my landlords - that come over frequently. They brought copious amounts of alcohol. Again and as usual, I had a few drinks but nothing even remotely close to being called drunk. Not into that. But it was fun, even if the guys were completely bombed out of their minds by the time it was over, they weren't acting stupid. If you get drunk and you act stupid while being in that condition, I likely won't want to be anywhere near you, for I am repulsed by that stupid kind of behavior.
I went to church tonight (Saturday) instead of tomorrow morning because I was asked to show up to help serve Communion. They just recently started a Saturday evening service versus 3 services on Sunday morning (church has grown well beyond it's ability to seat everyone that would potentially show up at one service only). I won't turn down an opportunity to serve in the church, even if it is short- lived. However, they informed us that next week, the Hospitality workers need more people and the leaders are going to have a short meeting after service. I likely will show up to that to see if I can fit anything into my schedule. Hospitality is all kinds of stuff. Setting up and tearing down for special events; visiting families with dinnner/food and helping them out with certainly functions to ease the load in cases of a tragedy (death) or someone in the hospital. Stuff like that. I used to do quite a lot of that in various churches, I would like to get involved in that capacity again.
Actually, the message was soooo good I may go back tomorrow as well. I need to get myself motivated and out of this funk. I'm sitting around trying to find a lady on dating sites and so far it's just a bunch of people that are doing nothing more than looking for sex partners. To each his/her own, I'm into relationships. Maybe if I just get far more involved in church I'll meet someone there? Who knows, but I am setting goals for myself - note that that is not New Year's resolutions - goals I can deal with for they don't necessarily HAVE to be done in a certain time frame excepting those kinds of things that once you start them you really have to keep with it until it's done.
This week, I am headed to Planet Fitness and force myself back into at least 3 day per week workout regiment. There are just things that I have gotten out because of my situation with Val and her demand to have all of my time and nothing "extracirricular". I don't really think that working out is a frivolous waste of time. I don't really WANT to do it, either, I just have the need to lose about 20 pound right now. I was shocked at the vet's off the other day. Addler would NOT get on the scale and I ended up having to pick the dog up, weigh both of us and then put him down and weigh me and then subtract. I'm at 214 pounds which is quite unnacceptable. My eating habits are to blame - not eating enough throughout the day, starting too late in the day to eat and ending too early. Metabolism killer. The dog is at 128 pounds and growing.
My car is still running well - albeit numerous minor problems - I'm just trying to wait it out and save some money up. I really do not want to take out another 401k loan. I'm killing it by doing that even though the last loan was taken out of dire necessity. I"ve gotten through quite a lot now without taking out loans, but I never really get ahead. Save up a grand and have to spend it on this and that. The obvious necessity - to me anyway - is more money and I still have yet to hear back about that. But, the holidays are over and this coming week I will ask yet again about it.
I can't think of much else. Caleb is still in Portland so going to Phoenix is on hold til' he goes back. My living situation remains very good - at least as far as I can tell. I dunno, I don't really think these people would just throw me out, but this is life and in life, you just never know what is going to happen. We all get along well with each other is what I can say about it. I spend almost equal amounts of time out "there" in their living space visiting with them and hibernating in here, my bedroom, chilling out. Addler is hilarious. I'll have to get a video of him playing with his squeaky toy. He throws it in the air, jumps across the room to get it, picks it up, throws it back across the room, the dog is incredibly goofy! And quite entertaining, lol. And very clingy now. Ever since visiting Fin and Bethany, he has been far more inclined to follow me all over the place than before we went there. Which there is nothing wrong with that, not what I'm saying, actually he's acting much more characteristic of a Dane that wants to do nothing but follow his humans around all over the place and be involved in every single thing his humans are doing.
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That was yesterday. I'm considering taking Addler to a very long walking trail that appears from the overview to be in well wooded area. I am trying to find a place to take him where I can take him off of the leash and let him run. There is also a large and small dog park near the beginning of the trail. Just not sure if I want to drive clear over there today. Kinda started looking into the a little late, it's already 1 pm, would have rather found this earlier and already had it done and over with. There is a dog park here where I am living but it has restrictive hours.
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More time passed. I decided to simply take Addler on a nice long walk around the various neighborhoods here. This is an older community with older houses. Some of them are beautiful and nicely maintained, others are dilapidated and falling apart - and finding this all lumped together on any given street. I was looking at other people's landscaping ideas, but there wasn't much going on. Green here doesn't really work, lots of natural greenery. What is needed is the bright, bold colors of flowers or flowering plants and trees. There was one house that had a nice floral arrangement in front of their house - it was pretty nice looking actually, but that was really the only one I saw out of hundreds of houses. Amazing more people aren't into landscaping here.
Well enough for this entry.
Friday, December 25, 2015
Here it is Christmas Day and I am here all alone, excepting for my pooch, Addler. The folks here apparently had a change of mind and are spending the entire day at a friend's house not far away. Considering it's 3:16 pm, I am decidely not going to cook that roast today. They are likely eating over there and I am not going to cook that big of a feast just for myself. It will go back into the refrigerator and cook it tomorrow or Sunday.
However, if I had known this, I would have changed my plans considerably. I'm not necessarily wanting to spend Christmas alone. I'm not feeling sorry for myself nor having a pity party, I'm just a people oriented person and Christmas is my favorite holiday of the entire year, it kinda sucks that I am sitting home, alone. John Wayne movies on all day, though, that's a plus.
I'm seriously considering treating myself and pup to a La Quinta Inn overnight stay. Yup, they take any size dog. I know this because I have a friend that breeds Danes and she stays at La Quinta all the time, including taking a Dane to the pool! I don't think she lets it swim, just you usually cannot leave a dog in a room unattended. I haven't decided.
Meanwhile, I found a doggy park both here where I live and a much larger one in Longview. I really want to get Addler off the leash onto a large plot of land where he can run freely. No longer living on 36 acres, which I do miss but certainly not the "company" that went along with it, he is a very active dog and I would like to give him opportunity to have some free running range - that is fenced. When I figure I can trust him to come back to me without having to chase him, then I can just take him out to public land where he can run as free as the wind.
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8 hours later. lol
They came home. Are you still going to make dinner? Umm, well I thought you
guys would have already eaten. It will be 7 to 8 before we eat. We'll be up. lol
Okay. I got everything out and prepared a pretty darn good meal if I do say so myself.
After that, I went out on the front porch to enjoy beautiful weather. That's when I was invited
over to the next door neighbor's - the Sheriff's house. Okay, I could use some company in the
midst of gentlemen. Sure enough, there were 3 of them out there and they were all very cool
people.
I sat out there for 3 hours cutting the bull with them and laughing it up, ended up being a
much better day in the socialization department than I could have imagined. Well actually it was longer than that cause' it's past midnight, wayyyy past my bedtime! No biggies, don't have to get up early tomorrow and allegedly rain's a coming.
I learned quite a bit about law enforcement social life, never really been exposed to that before. They were smoking expensive cigars and drinking high dollar liquor. I had a few drinks, but I stopped after a couple. I don't need or want to drink all night long. They were drinking and drinking and drinking, but they weren't drunk. They must drink a lot ot have that kind of tolerance. I'm not judging them, I was happy to be in the company of some cool people having good conversation. I just guess I didn't expect to see that.
Well, Turned into a very pleasant day. I still like the idea of spending a day/night at La Quinta though : )
However, if I had known this, I would have changed my plans considerably. I'm not necessarily wanting to spend Christmas alone. I'm not feeling sorry for myself nor having a pity party, I'm just a people oriented person and Christmas is my favorite holiday of the entire year, it kinda sucks that I am sitting home, alone. John Wayne movies on all day, though, that's a plus.
I'm seriously considering treating myself and pup to a La Quinta Inn overnight stay. Yup, they take any size dog. I know this because I have a friend that breeds Danes and she stays at La Quinta all the time, including taking a Dane to the pool! I don't think she lets it swim, just you usually cannot leave a dog in a room unattended. I haven't decided.
Meanwhile, I found a doggy park both here where I live and a much larger one in Longview. I really want to get Addler off the leash onto a large plot of land where he can run freely. No longer living on 36 acres, which I do miss but certainly not the "company" that went along with it, he is a very active dog and I would like to give him opportunity to have some free running range - that is fenced. When I figure I can trust him to come back to me without having to chase him, then I can just take him out to public land where he can run as free as the wind.
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8 hours later. lol
They came home. Are you still going to make dinner? Umm, well I thought you
guys would have already eaten. It will be 7 to 8 before we eat. We'll be up. lol
Okay. I got everything out and prepared a pretty darn good meal if I do say so myself.
After that, I went out on the front porch to enjoy beautiful weather. That's when I was invited
over to the next door neighbor's - the Sheriff's house. Okay, I could use some company in the
midst of gentlemen. Sure enough, there were 3 of them out there and they were all very cool
people.
I sat out there for 3 hours cutting the bull with them and laughing it up, ended up being a
much better day in the socialization department than I could have imagined. Well actually it was longer than that cause' it's past midnight, wayyyy past my bedtime! No biggies, don't have to get up early tomorrow and allegedly rain's a coming.
I learned quite a bit about law enforcement social life, never really been exposed to that before. They were smoking expensive cigars and drinking high dollar liquor. I had a few drinks, but I stopped after a couple. I don't need or want to drink all night long. They were drinking and drinking and drinking, but they weren't drunk. They must drink a lot ot have that kind of tolerance. I'm not judging them, I was happy to be in the company of some cool people having good conversation. I just guess I didn't expect to see that.
Well, Turned into a very pleasant day. I still like the idea of spending a day/night at La Quinta though : )
Thursday, December 24, 2015
The Night before Christmas.
Not a lot going on here.
Got up late, went to several stores, got my haircut and came home.
Was messing around with Addler and the other dogs when the next
door neighbor kids come up to the fence. Addler was getting agitated
by one of the puppies that simply won't leave him alone - until he deals
with it. The puppy attacks him, bites him and that's when Addler digs
into the dog. I mean, gets on top of it, pounds his paw down on it, flings
it to the ground and lets it know who's boss. The puppy decided to try to
bite him anyway, which is when Addler - gave it right back to him. No blood drawn, but I am not going to fault him for defending himself against a stupid dog that doesn't seem
to understand that Addler is at least 5 times bigger than the puppy and the puppy
needs to stop.
The puppy - it's not a small, it's about 50 pounds now - started howling carrying on
in fear and went whimpering off.
I gave Addler a cowhide chew bone which is when he went crazy! I don't know WHAT
gets into that dog's mind! He started jumping and throwing it around, picking it up, jumping
- we're talking at least 5 feet up in the air - playing with this chew bone.
One of the kids came over the fence which is when Addler started misbehaving. He has this
habit of "biting" a person's arm - taking it into his mouth and applying a little pressure to it.
It's not even close to drawing blood but it definitely got that kid running for his life! He jumped
up on the 4 wheeler - but I got a hold of Addler by then and got it stopped. I like messing around
with the dog but some things I just can't allow him to do for if he does it to someone else, they
are going to be terrified. He's definitely a rough houser - when I came up to him today he jumped
up, hit me square in the chest with his right paw and just about knocked me on my @$$.
I like playing around with dogs, but I have to think about what would happen if he did that to
someone else.
Then the kids started asking to ride the 4 wheeler. Don't care, really, but you need parent's
permission. Dad is a county sheriff, if he says it's okay to ride around the neighborhood on a
4 wheeler then I have no problem with it. They already let them do it on a smaller one, but still.
Well, it turned into it's own event. Neighborhood kids came over, landlady had asked them to kill
the squirrels - the dogs just bark and bark and bark at them - so, I guess for riding the 4 wheeler
they decided to take care of the squirrel population. Turns out the neighborhood kids are avid,
experienced and good hunters, having had killed both deer and pigs, but also kill squirrels.
They skin them and get the meat off of them, freeze it and wait until they have enough to feed
the entire family a meal of squirrel meat, proclaiming it tastes just like chicken. I kinda have
a problem with just killing animals to kill them, but if they actually eat them, another story entirely.
It is an interesting place, out here. Those kids are going hunting tonight. Out in someone's property.
They get dropped off there and spend the entire night out there waiting on pigs. The property owner
doesn't want the pigs around, just the deer. They're pretty destructive animals, farmers hate them - pigs that is.
Well, after all of that was over with, I decided to try and make a cheese dip recipe I found on AllRecipes.com. The ingredients looked like it wold make an excellent dish, however, it turned out mediocre at best. Just not that good for what was in it. Yes, I can follow a recipe and yes I made it exactly as the directions said to, it just didn't taste that good. A large waste of Monterrey Jack, cream cheese and other ingredients. Oh well. Some recipes turn out great, others you remember very well so you don't ever make it again!
Ate it anyway - well enough to satisfy my desire for some cheese dip anyway - the rest is going into
'the trash can. Oh, and I tried to get Addler in to the vet today, but, they were closed. His right eye is tomato red and has been for a while. I want to get whatever is needed to get that done and over with.
And then I was asked a question today. The landlady sees Valerie twice a week at her work. That relationship has cooled considerably since the divorce. What messages is Valerie talking about? she asks me. No clue, what are you talking about? She says she has gotten messages since you got divorced about something you are doing. Ummm, not from me. I don't talk to her at all. She is spreading some more poison about me, which isn't unexpected. I have no connection with her at all at this point, whatever messages she is saying she is receiving? Probably total BS just designed to try and continue to get my landlady to evict me. It's whatever.
I then got a Facebook message from a lady I have known since the 80's asking if I were going to be seeing Val for Christmas? Ummm, no, we are divorced. Ohhh, she replies, I didn't know, she blocked me on Facebook and I don't know what's going on. Well, she blocked just about everyone on Facebook that has anything to do with me and asked her friends and family to unfriend/block me as well. Another non-surprising move on her part. Which is why I have decided against giving Nathan the 4 wheeler. I'm not giving a thousand dollars worth of a motorized toy to a person I can't even talk to. It is still perplexing to me that her best friend still hasn't unfriended/blocked me. I continue to "like" things on her Facebook wall to see if she just forgot. But Val wouldn't have let her forget. I have no idea. Just strange to me.
So, tomorrow - a few hours from now - is Christmas and first time I'll not be spending it with any loved ones in quite a long time I could have gone home, though, I just didn't want to go until Caleb returns from Portland. I will have used up a large amount of vacation hours after this week's vacation and time I took last month off, so, need to keep some available to see him. But, Wanna Get Away fare, round trip from Dallas to Phoenix - $81. I doubt that will last long but I can't just make plans to go back without having a definitive return date for Caleb.
Not a lot going on here.
Got up late, went to several stores, got my haircut and came home.
Was messing around with Addler and the other dogs when the next
door neighbor kids come up to the fence. Addler was getting agitated
by one of the puppies that simply won't leave him alone - until he deals
with it. The puppy attacks him, bites him and that's when Addler digs
into the dog. I mean, gets on top of it, pounds his paw down on it, flings
it to the ground and lets it know who's boss. The puppy decided to try to
bite him anyway, which is when Addler - gave it right back to him. No blood drawn, but I am not going to fault him for defending himself against a stupid dog that doesn't seem
to understand that Addler is at least 5 times bigger than the puppy and the puppy
needs to stop.
The puppy - it's not a small, it's about 50 pounds now - started howling carrying on
in fear and went whimpering off.
I gave Addler a cowhide chew bone which is when he went crazy! I don't know WHAT
gets into that dog's mind! He started jumping and throwing it around, picking it up, jumping
- we're talking at least 5 feet up in the air - playing with this chew bone.
One of the kids came over the fence which is when Addler started misbehaving. He has this
habit of "biting" a person's arm - taking it into his mouth and applying a little pressure to it.
It's not even close to drawing blood but it definitely got that kid running for his life! He jumped
up on the 4 wheeler - but I got a hold of Addler by then and got it stopped. I like messing around
with the dog but some things I just can't allow him to do for if he does it to someone else, they
are going to be terrified. He's definitely a rough houser - when I came up to him today he jumped
up, hit me square in the chest with his right paw and just about knocked me on my @$$.
I like playing around with dogs, but I have to think about what would happen if he did that to
someone else.
Then the kids started asking to ride the 4 wheeler. Don't care, really, but you need parent's
permission. Dad is a county sheriff, if he says it's okay to ride around the neighborhood on a
4 wheeler then I have no problem with it. They already let them do it on a smaller one, but still.
Well, it turned into it's own event. Neighborhood kids came over, landlady had asked them to kill
the squirrels - the dogs just bark and bark and bark at them - so, I guess for riding the 4 wheeler
they decided to take care of the squirrel population. Turns out the neighborhood kids are avid,
experienced and good hunters, having had killed both deer and pigs, but also kill squirrels.
They skin them and get the meat off of them, freeze it and wait until they have enough to feed
the entire family a meal of squirrel meat, proclaiming it tastes just like chicken. I kinda have
a problem with just killing animals to kill them, but if they actually eat them, another story entirely.
It is an interesting place, out here. Those kids are going hunting tonight. Out in someone's property.
They get dropped off there and spend the entire night out there waiting on pigs. The property owner
doesn't want the pigs around, just the deer. They're pretty destructive animals, farmers hate them - pigs that is.
Well, after all of that was over with, I decided to try and make a cheese dip recipe I found on AllRecipes.com. The ingredients looked like it wold make an excellent dish, however, it turned out mediocre at best. Just not that good for what was in it. Yes, I can follow a recipe and yes I made it exactly as the directions said to, it just didn't taste that good. A large waste of Monterrey Jack, cream cheese and other ingredients. Oh well. Some recipes turn out great, others you remember very well so you don't ever make it again!
Ate it anyway - well enough to satisfy my desire for some cheese dip anyway - the rest is going into
'the trash can. Oh, and I tried to get Addler in to the vet today, but, they were closed. His right eye is tomato red and has been for a while. I want to get whatever is needed to get that done and over with.
And then I was asked a question today. The landlady sees Valerie twice a week at her work. That relationship has cooled considerably since the divorce. What messages is Valerie talking about? she asks me. No clue, what are you talking about? She says she has gotten messages since you got divorced about something you are doing. Ummm, not from me. I don't talk to her at all. She is spreading some more poison about me, which isn't unexpected. I have no connection with her at all at this point, whatever messages she is saying she is receiving? Probably total BS just designed to try and continue to get my landlady to evict me. It's whatever.
I then got a Facebook message from a lady I have known since the 80's asking if I were going to be seeing Val for Christmas? Ummm, no, we are divorced. Ohhh, she replies, I didn't know, she blocked me on Facebook and I don't know what's going on. Well, she blocked just about everyone on Facebook that has anything to do with me and asked her friends and family to unfriend/block me as well. Another non-surprising move on her part. Which is why I have decided against giving Nathan the 4 wheeler. I'm not giving a thousand dollars worth of a motorized toy to a person I can't even talk to. It is still perplexing to me that her best friend still hasn't unfriended/blocked me. I continue to "like" things on her Facebook wall to see if she just forgot. But Val wouldn't have let her forget. I have no idea. Just strange to me.
So, tomorrow - a few hours from now - is Christmas and first time I'll not be spending it with any loved ones in quite a long time I could have gone home, though, I just didn't want to go until Caleb returns from Portland. I will have used up a large amount of vacation hours after this week's vacation and time I took last month off, so, need to keep some available to see him. But, Wanna Get Away fare, round trip from Dallas to Phoenix - $81. I doubt that will last long but I can't just make plans to go back without having a definitive return date for Caleb.
Wednesday, December 23, 2015
Vacation to Mississippi draws to a close. A big shout out and thanks to Fin and Bethany for showing exceedingly wonderful hospitality and generosity for alowing me the privilege of staying in their home wiht my newest beloved dog, Addler. IL acquired Addler froma loving family about 5 to 6 weeks ago, he was an outside only dog. For having only been with me for the short time he has, I think he is doing a very good job of adapting and getting used to my ways of doing things. His behavior on this trip was mostly very well behaved. He hada few lapses, but nothing too serious.
Anyway, it was nice, once again, to get away from the entire geographical region that encompasses all the memories of Valerie, her kids and everything else that went on there. Not that I spend much time dwelling on that anyway, but getting away from there is good for the soul and heart.
I still have no sense of direction as to what to do next, I'm sorta waiting on word from work about pay raise and/or promotion, which would be an automatic pay raise. I'm not necessariy holding out hopes to high, for it's been quite a while since I made the initial request and the GM had completely forgotten about it. Which, frankly pissed me off at first.
Make a decision either way and give it to me. But now, they are hoping to get the fired driver back on the payroll. If they can do that, they won't care whether I stay or go. He was the one released when he failed a drug test and came back positive for THC. That's what's in marijuana that mmakes you high. Automatic termination in our company, corporate policy. He showed up last week with some paperwork in hand. I didn't know our company allowed re=hire after that kind of termination, but apparently he believes so. I am not interested in things reverting back to the way they were when he was there. I got along well with the dude, no doubt, but he was doing things that weren't really all that great. It was clsoing time at 4 to him, sit aorund for an hour until 5 and do nothing.
Anyway, I also got to meet Tammy - a long time internet friend started wayyyy back when when a blogging site called Journalspace existed and a bunch of us got to know each other. Even after it crashed and went away forever, I was able to keep informed on the thigns she was doing and her kids and everything that was going on in her life. It was pretty cool, really to finaly get to see her and catch up on old times. She gave a standing invitation to come down and visit them and go out on their boat on the ocean for some sea fishing. It just totally escaped me how relatively close Florida is to Mississippi even though I have driven I-10 countless times, but nothing recently.
There is a window of opportunity right now unlike any other anyone has seen in quite a long time to take a road trip for the extremely low price of fuel. I saw it for $1.54 per gallon heading out of Mississippi today. That opportunity is just how much longer will gas prices be this low? A month? 3 months? A year? I saw a story saying htat gas prices will likely not go back up significantly for at least 2 years. But, "they" were completely wrong about forecasts of 5, 6 and even 7 dollar per gallon fuel that we would be experiencing right now if they had been right. Regardless, even though I'm not the biggest fan of driving anymore, anything under a day's drive is fair game as far as I'm concerned.
Well, another 2 or so more hours and this trip will be done, be at home, Addler get to play with his friends. I'm pretty glad that I still have 4 more days off after today before going back to work. As for other things, I have almost convinced myself at this point that giving Nathan that 4 wheeler is not such a great idea. I can imagine how I will feel giving away a grand worth of machinery to a person I can't even write letters to, much less text or message online. How many people would give away something like that to someone they know but can't even have a short discussion with? Probably not many. Not a single person I have brought this subject up to has stated that it would be a good idea to give him teh thing, either. So, I am going to write her after I get back and situated and let her know I am going to make plans to come and get it. I probably won't feel too good about the 'getting it' part, but after I get it home I will be good with it. I have no place to use them, actually, but they are worth money and I can sell them either for or near what I paid for them. Speaking of which, the next door neighbor's son got sideswiped by a vehicle last week. No, the kid should not have been driving it on the street, at the same time, hit and run is a pretty serious offense. I don't know what happened to the kid, his dad is a Sheriff, lol, but the driver of that vehicle frequently comes speeding through there - 45 at least in a 25 zone. That individual lost their license because of it.
Anyway, my next vehicle is very likely going to be a truck so I may just keep them until I can haul them to the nearest place with riding trails.
Well enough for this entry.
Anyway, it was nice, once again, to get away from the entire geographical region that encompasses all the memories of Valerie, her kids and everything else that went on there. Not that I spend much time dwelling on that anyway, but getting away from there is good for the soul and heart.
I still have no sense of direction as to what to do next, I'm sorta waiting on word from work about pay raise and/or promotion, which would be an automatic pay raise. I'm not necessariy holding out hopes to high, for it's been quite a while since I made the initial request and the GM had completely forgotten about it. Which, frankly pissed me off at first.
Make a decision either way and give it to me. But now, they are hoping to get the fired driver back on the payroll. If they can do that, they won't care whether I stay or go. He was the one released when he failed a drug test and came back positive for THC. That's what's in marijuana that mmakes you high. Automatic termination in our company, corporate policy. He showed up last week with some paperwork in hand. I didn't know our company allowed re=hire after that kind of termination, but apparently he believes so. I am not interested in things reverting back to the way they were when he was there. I got along well with the dude, no doubt, but he was doing things that weren't really all that great. It was clsoing time at 4 to him, sit aorund for an hour until 5 and do nothing.
Anyway, I also got to meet Tammy - a long time internet friend started wayyyy back when when a blogging site called Journalspace existed and a bunch of us got to know each other. Even after it crashed and went away forever, I was able to keep informed on the thigns she was doing and her kids and everything that was going on in her life. It was pretty cool, really to finaly get to see her and catch up on old times. She gave a standing invitation to come down and visit them and go out on their boat on the ocean for some sea fishing. It just totally escaped me how relatively close Florida is to Mississippi even though I have driven I-10 countless times, but nothing recently.
There is a window of opportunity right now unlike any other anyone has seen in quite a long time to take a road trip for the extremely low price of fuel. I saw it for $1.54 per gallon heading out of Mississippi today. That opportunity is just how much longer will gas prices be this low? A month? 3 months? A year? I saw a story saying htat gas prices will likely not go back up significantly for at least 2 years. But, "they" were completely wrong about forecasts of 5, 6 and even 7 dollar per gallon fuel that we would be experiencing right now if they had been right. Regardless, even though I'm not the biggest fan of driving anymore, anything under a day's drive is fair game as far as I'm concerned.
Well, another 2 or so more hours and this trip will be done, be at home, Addler get to play with his friends. I'm pretty glad that I still have 4 more days off after today before going back to work. As for other things, I have almost convinced myself at this point that giving Nathan that 4 wheeler is not such a great idea. I can imagine how I will feel giving away a grand worth of machinery to a person I can't even write letters to, much less text or message online. How many people would give away something like that to someone they know but can't even have a short discussion with? Probably not many. Not a single person I have brought this subject up to has stated that it would be a good idea to give him teh thing, either. So, I am going to write her after I get back and situated and let her know I am going to make plans to come and get it. I probably won't feel too good about the 'getting it' part, but after I get it home I will be good with it. I have no place to use them, actually, but they are worth money and I can sell them either for or near what I paid for them. Speaking of which, the next door neighbor's son got sideswiped by a vehicle last week. No, the kid should not have been driving it on the street, at the same time, hit and run is a pretty serious offense. I don't know what happened to the kid, his dad is a Sheriff, lol, but the driver of that vehicle frequently comes speeding through there - 45 at least in a 25 zone. That individual lost their license because of it.
Anyway, my next vehicle is very likely going to be a truck so I may just keep them until I can haul them to the nearest place with riding trails.
Well enough for this entry.
Thursday, December 17, 2015
Just a quick entry.
I had opportunity to sit down with my current manager
(versus the new one coming in whenever that is going to officially take place)
and have a "discussion". I'm not going to sit around work and have all of these
issues unfolding before my eyes and not have anything to say about it. First off is the
temperament - that's what I called it and though that is normally an adjective to describe
the state of a dog's or other animal's ability to get along with who or whatever - I thought
the word very fitting for the dude coming in.
Because that guy has a short fuse (this was told to me twice in the last few days by a few
people), gets angry easily, has a mouth and will yell at workers. He AIN'T yelling at me,
not without consequences. My manager replied saying yes, and we are talking to him about
that. He used to be a heavy drinker but no more and he has calmed down quite a lot since
the days of his anger fits.
That did very little to reassure me and I brought up the fact that every time I say hi to the man,
he completely and utterly ignores me, and yes, he definitely hears me. Turns his head, stares
at me and moves on. My manager to a look on his face. Well, he's going to HAVE to be good
with EVERYONE, he states and I can only hope that I at least got it in the mix that this guy is
a potential problem so don't be shocked if it comes back to them after these changes are officially
implemented that this kind of behavior has started to occur.
Several people indicated they would not work for him - but usually that is all talk and no action.
Especially a couple of them that would have no other job prospects if they were to try and leave.
I have a MUCH different situation, I could easily find a new job today - that would be just anyhing
I could find type of job of course, if I wanted to. Finding a better job would take more time as I
would have to search them all out in this area and find the good ones and apply.
The second thing was the money situation. I brought that up to him again and he said he was going
to lunch today with the general manager and he would talk to him about it. I want to get this done
and over with - one way or the other - before the "new" manager takes over. He then went into asking
me what my goals are with the company? Would you like to take the warehouse manager';s position when Tony retires? Of course.
Well time's up. More later when I find out more info.
I had opportunity to sit down with my current manager
(versus the new one coming in whenever that is going to officially take place)
and have a "discussion". I'm not going to sit around work and have all of these
issues unfolding before my eyes and not have anything to say about it. First off is the
temperament - that's what I called it and though that is normally an adjective to describe
the state of a dog's or other animal's ability to get along with who or whatever - I thought
the word very fitting for the dude coming in.
Because that guy has a short fuse (this was told to me twice in the last few days by a few
people), gets angry easily, has a mouth and will yell at workers. He AIN'T yelling at me,
not without consequences. My manager replied saying yes, and we are talking to him about
that. He used to be a heavy drinker but no more and he has calmed down quite a lot since
the days of his anger fits.
That did very little to reassure me and I brought up the fact that every time I say hi to the man,
he completely and utterly ignores me, and yes, he definitely hears me. Turns his head, stares
at me and moves on. My manager to a look on his face. Well, he's going to HAVE to be good
with EVERYONE, he states and I can only hope that I at least got it in the mix that this guy is
a potential problem so don't be shocked if it comes back to them after these changes are officially
implemented that this kind of behavior has started to occur.
Several people indicated they would not work for him - but usually that is all talk and no action.
Especially a couple of them that would have no other job prospects if they were to try and leave.
I have a MUCH different situation, I could easily find a new job today - that would be just anyhing
I could find type of job of course, if I wanted to. Finding a better job would take more time as I
would have to search them all out in this area and find the good ones and apply.
The second thing was the money situation. I brought that up to him again and he said he was going
to lunch today with the general manager and he would talk to him about it. I want to get this done
and over with - one way or the other - before the "new" manager takes over. He then went into asking
me what my goals are with the company? Would you like to take the warehouse manager';s position when Tony retires? Of course.
Well time's up. More later when I find out more info.
Tuesday, December 15, 2015
Well, that was interesting.
We had a meeting at work after the day was done.
The things that were rumored - were brought out as fact.
A salesman is moving to Baton Rouge to be branch manager.
My manager is taking his position. The complete, total and all around
jerkoff purchasing officer is going to take my manager's position.
I VERY much dislike this man. His history preceeds him. He has
no personality. He does not return gesstures of hi and how ya doing?
He looks at you funny but says nothing back.
The man has a temper, for one thing. I absolutely do NOT tolerate
managers raising their voice at me or yelling. But then again, neither does
corporate policy. Which doesn't mean anything, really. They may not condone
it but nothing would be done about it. I am sitting here thinking of starting to
put in applications. For the other thing that totally irked me today? The
General Manager. Have you come to a decision on the money request? He
looks at me blankly. Remember we discussed a raise 2 months ago? He had
to think about it. Obviously, he had completely forgotten about the entire thing.
Which I find offensive. But it's whatever. I give up benefits to go work somewhere
else but I get more money if nothing else. I was going to wait until after the New Year but with today's revelations I have changed my mind. Time to start looking now. This new manager has a huge chip on his shoulder and is an angry person. He is a brown noser and two-faced - puts on a good show for his management peers but has nothing but sourness for everyone else and that, in my mind, doesn't bode well for a potential manager/employee relationship. I'm really trying to attempt to see how this could actually work out. But he's also a micro-manager and I detest that. I'm good with management doing what they are supposed to do, I do NOT need or WANT a pesron looking over my shoulder.
Well, whatever. Spent a great deal of time perusing pictures and going through profiles on Plenty Of Fish. Lots of potentials, but lots of ladies that don't seem to get on to their profiles too much. I paid for a month of it, so I'm going to try it for a month and if it doesn't pan out, moving on to Match.com.
I am so distracted by work right now.
It's Christmas time and I'm sitting here with all of this going on, freshly divorced. Oh well. My doggy loves me : )
We had a meeting at work after the day was done.
The things that were rumored - were brought out as fact.
A salesman is moving to Baton Rouge to be branch manager.
My manager is taking his position. The complete, total and all around
jerkoff purchasing officer is going to take my manager's position.
I VERY much dislike this man. His history preceeds him. He has
no personality. He does not return gesstures of hi and how ya doing?
He looks at you funny but says nothing back.
The man has a temper, for one thing. I absolutely do NOT tolerate
managers raising their voice at me or yelling. But then again, neither does
corporate policy. Which doesn't mean anything, really. They may not condone
it but nothing would be done about it. I am sitting here thinking of starting to
put in applications. For the other thing that totally irked me today? The
General Manager. Have you come to a decision on the money request? He
looks at me blankly. Remember we discussed a raise 2 months ago? He had
to think about it. Obviously, he had completely forgotten about the entire thing.
Which I find offensive. But it's whatever. I give up benefits to go work somewhere
else but I get more money if nothing else. I was going to wait until after the New Year but with today's revelations I have changed my mind. Time to start looking now. This new manager has a huge chip on his shoulder and is an angry person. He is a brown noser and two-faced - puts on a good show for his management peers but has nothing but sourness for everyone else and that, in my mind, doesn't bode well for a potential manager/employee relationship. I'm really trying to attempt to see how this could actually work out. But he's also a micro-manager and I detest that. I'm good with management doing what they are supposed to do, I do NOT need or WANT a pesron looking over my shoulder.
Well, whatever. Spent a great deal of time perusing pictures and going through profiles on Plenty Of Fish. Lots of potentials, but lots of ladies that don't seem to get on to their profiles too much. I paid for a month of it, so I'm going to try it for a month and if it doesn't pan out, moving on to Match.com.
I am so distracted by work right now.
It's Christmas time and I'm sitting here with all of this going on, freshly divorced. Oh well. My doggy loves me : )
Monday, December 14, 2015
How to give your dog antibiotics pills
I am writing this particular entry for those that are having a hard time getting their dogs to take whatever pills you are wanting them to take (and I would like to insert here to NEVER give your dog Tylenol/aceteminophine or aspirin for pain, only give them ibuprofen). Mine is the easiet, most effective way to get it done and is over with in a few seconds.
There are sites all OVER the internet that tell you to hide pills in their dog food, rolled up in a piece of cheese, hidden in meat, whatever. Dogs have a very keen sense of smell, they can smell that thing in there and more often than not either won't eat what you are attempting to hide the pill in or will "remove" the pill and then eat the treat.
The following works, every single time, without fail: Get a hold of the dog's snout (from the top), pull up and open his mouth. Put the pill on your fingertips and stick it as far back in his mouth as you can get it. Then, with one finger only, push the pill all the way to the back of his mouth. Let go of his snout, lift his head up a little and massage his throat gently. The dog has no choice but to swallow the pill. Actually, if you get the pill far enough in the back of his mouth, you need not do anything else, he won't be able to eject it with his tongue.
If he is able to spit it out, then you simply did not get it far enough back. I doubt I am the only person to ever have done this, but I developed this method on my own after having had enough of spending far too much time trying to trick the dog into eating pills. This method literally only takes seconds once you get the hang of it and works every single time.
There are sites all OVER the internet that tell you to hide pills in their dog food, rolled up in a piece of cheese, hidden in meat, whatever. Dogs have a very keen sense of smell, they can smell that thing in there and more often than not either won't eat what you are attempting to hide the pill in or will "remove" the pill and then eat the treat.
The following works, every single time, without fail: Get a hold of the dog's snout (from the top), pull up and open his mouth. Put the pill on your fingertips and stick it as far back in his mouth as you can get it. Then, with one finger only, push the pill all the way to the back of his mouth. Let go of his snout, lift his head up a little and massage his throat gently. The dog has no choice but to swallow the pill. Actually, if you get the pill far enough in the back of his mouth, you need not do anything else, he won't be able to eject it with his tongue.
If he is able to spit it out, then you simply did not get it far enough back. I doubt I am the only person to ever have done this, but I developed this method on my own after having had enough of spending far too much time trying to trick the dog into eating pills. This method literally only takes seconds once you get the hang of it and works every single time.
Sunday, December 13, 2015
So I signed up for POF - Plenty Of Fish.
I went through hundreds of pics of ladies in this area and found maybe a dozen that stood out to me. The amazing thing was the pics themselves. People posting pics of their dogs (instead of themselves, not with their dog), people posting pics of entire groups of people (so who is the person that wants to date?), pics with 2 or 3 people in it (which one is the candidate?), pics with the lady hugging or touching a guy (wth, why do I want to date a person that has another guy in the pic?) and then there were pics of ladies that frank? Looked like men.
Well, anyway. I'll try that one for a month and if nothing comes of it, I'll try Match.com and I just remembered about Christianmingle. They're all 30 something per month for one month and price goes down for more than one month.
The dude here had advice for me: just go to bars and meet up with women and have one night stands, you'll find someone eventually. Rofl. Okaaaaaay. I thought that funny. I'm not a night club person, never have been never will be. Picking up women at bars just not very tasteful in my mind and I am not into one night stands. But I didn't say all of that to him, I just smiled.
Oh, and I forgot the large number of pics with women who were actually frowning! WTH. That'll really get the men attracted to you, have a nice, big scowl on your face. If life is THAT bad, you can be rest assured I want absolutely nothing to do with you, I just got DONE with a person like that! NO THANKS! I don't know what these people are thinking putting up pics like that. Just unhappy? Hopeless that they will ever find someone? I don't get it.
Well it's Sunday, it's raining and I have to get ready to drive the 40 miles to church. I haven't even attempted to start looking for a church over here and I am not convinced yet that I really should. I need to go over to that city anyway and get into Sam's club and buy some more dog food. This animal is going through a lot of food! I new he would, but not this much. He's still growing is the deal, puppy - though you wouldn't look at a dog this big and your first thought being "puppy". lol. She still hasn't revoked my Sam's club membership, though I expect she will - Val that is. If she does I will just get my own membership. The dog food I am buying is apparently only available at Sam's club in this area. At least, my extensive searching has found no other stores that sell it. And buying dog food online is not a good idea, they charge more for it and shipping.
Well I best get to getting ready or I am not going to make it on time.
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