The Complaining and Bitching Thread

I want my husband to either get a regular schedule with haircuts or start seeing someone who does appointments. He likes this local barber that always has a wait, meaning that his haircuts take longer than mine (wtf).

 

If you don't want to hear the answer.
Don't ask the question.

I hate it when people ask a curiosity question,
then get upset when it's not what they want to hear...or don't want to accept it.

 

Went for a nice ride this afternoon. Probably 70-80 miles. Somewhere around mile 60, going about 60mph, I see a large insect whiz towards my face and feel a tiny thump right on the edge of the strap that holds my goggles on. Left side, right above my ear and below my helmet. A few seconds later it hurts, like I was cut. I reach up and feel it several times over the next minute or so thinking I'll see blood, but I don't. Then I realize, I was stung. Whatever it was got caught between my head and the goggle strap and stung me. Got home 30 mins later and it still hurt pretty bad. Had my wife look at it, nothing but a bunch of swelling, though it was hard to see because of my hair. Finally, about ten minutes ago I was rubbing at it again and came away with the stinger on my finger tip.

Pretty sure I've only been stung twice in the last 20ish years. Both times on my bike. Last time was two years ago when a yellow jacket flew up the sleeve of my leather jacket in northern Michigan. Thankfully I'm not allergic.

 

Good thing you are not allergic.

 

She loves me. We all know it. She's just in denial.

 

If Tramadol can't beat it, not much can.
I hate that stuff, gives me vertigo.

 

You want a challenge in life???

Try a 4 day road trip with 2 sisters who speak mostly a foreign language.

(oh, they speak your language, fairly well...it's just that you don't know theirs...and they lapse into the other when they bicker CONSTANTLY)

 

OMG!! Quiet!
They're all gone. (she went with a friend to send her sister off on her flight tomorrow morning)
Peace, sanity and serenity.

Too complicated to explain...but there is something to be said for being alone.
Now I can rest, get a good night's sleep (no hosting)
And get my head back on straight.
So I can focus on my whole list of tasks and issues.

The vacation is out of the way so real life can stop being on hold.
Now the next big lifts...
Continuing school and moving. (and bills...always bills) **Oh yeah, and surviving work and the upcoming deadlines with the end of the FY.

Does it ever friggin' stop?
Yes, I know...I know...if it did, I'd be bored

 

So, so glad that I'm married to someone with 15+ years of insurance billing experience. As many bills and statements are wrong as are correct. She hunts them down with a passion. It's saved us a fortune over the years I'm sure. It is amazing how inept various doctors offices and insurance companies can be with that stuff.

 

Ugh. I have a $200 bill from my doctor's office because my stupid insurance hasn't paid on a visit I made in February. FEBRUARY! I keep getting bills that basically say "Balance: TBA." It's nuts. My husband's company switched benefit administrators last year and the new one blows.

 

People will walk all over you, if you let them.