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Cake day: June 14th, 2023

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  • Alrighty, I finally told her I know. So now maybe she’ll stop getting so angry, and I can keep focusing on trying to find a job, and making my resume better. I really screwed up giving up so often trying to please her, as I’ve got diddly squat for skills (for non-physical labor), so this is going to be hell. O_o.

    Unless I can find a botanical garden that needs someone without skills that knows a lot about ferns, 🤣 .

    Man, I have a lot of knowledge in my head, assembly & c programming, wiring up houses, woodworking (carpentry, design, etc), hell I bet I could have learned cad in just a few months, but alas, NOOOOOOO! I’m 50 now, me brain no learn well any more, and I’m in too much pain to be able to do much for the 8 hours needed. FFS! 😠


  • Nope. I realized back in 2018 that she really doesn’t know me. She’s never seen that I like to clean, and that throughout my life with these pains I’ve tried so hard to find ways to keep the house clean, and she’d always get mad at me for it (Justifiably and not at the same time).

    Which, unfortunately, giving up so often has really caused a huge problem, learned behavior is going to be troubling to deal with. Meh, if I don’t get something done with my pains (Or a safer job found) and the issues solved from the NSAIDs, the “bad learned behavior” is going to be the least of my problems.


  • Eh, because I didn’t throw a piece of trash away. Or I don’t have a job. Or I don’t do anything around the house (Yeah, the house is a blasted mess, but every time I feel good I clean, and rare times my body let’s me clean thoroughly), I don’t fix things in a timely manner. Or because I’m lying about my pains. Or because her dad told her to. Lots of reasons actually. A few deserved, most not, though. This has actually been ongoing since we got together. “Like father, like son”, or “Cats in the cradle”, or “sins of the father”, you might say.




















  • Oh, that’s just the tip of the proverbial iceberg. I’ve got plans to incorporate a plaque that can be hung on a wall afterwards, that will use elements of both her grandpa, great uncle, and this uncle, heh. I’ve got my part figured out, just need to finish the other two…and I think I just got my dad’s figured out. He was known for growing russian olives, and there’s only a few branches left…I could carve a heart in a cross section, and place one of my claws in side of it…That’s what I’ll do…Now just one more…For our great uncle…We’ll be heading to his farm to find something next week. 🤞