Hey it’s Monday and that means it’s a good day to be grumpy! I thought I’d start a place for us to complain about our problems, big or small. Not necessarily a place to solve them, but sometimes you just gotta tell somebody why you’re feeling crabbier than Shurka’s hat. By having a dedicated thread, I can resist the urge to jump on someone’s recipe or craft picture with a poorly disguised segue into my complaint du jour.
I’ll start: for two weeks I’ve had sciatic pain and IT SUCKS. Also I’ve been sitting on ice packs any my butt is frozen solid. If the Titanic hit my butt, Rose would be toast.
Monday is a good day for griping but lucky for me I called out sick to extend my 5 days off from the post office into 6. It was a needed break as the Christmas rush is ramping up and there’s no vacation time off allowed in December.
I’ll return to work tomorrow and it won’t be fun
The leaves are getting rained on, which means they’re too heavy to put in the green bin. Which means I’ll miss out on getting the equivalent of a bag or two hauled away as part of the monthly trash charges this week. (Instead of extra bags later, for which I’ll be charged extra.)
It doesn’t really matter. It’ll still be fine to rake even in December around here, as that’s when the last of them fall. (It’s rare for us to get any snow that month or suffer blistering cold.) But I’m annoyed anyway.
The same week I went part time at work (much needed and appreciated!), I got a notice from my landlord that the apartment building where I’ve lived for 17 years is going condo.
So I have until mid-March to find another place, and rentals have more than doubled in price in the last few years (thanks a bunch, AirBnB!). I am not having fun, and I’m too old for this excrement.
We looked into renting vs. buying and around here, it’s cheaper to buy in the long run (our mortgage is half what we were paying in rent), so you might consider buying into the condo scheme.
The down payment would cost all of my retirement savings, and the mortgage payment would be more than I make right now.
So that’s a no go.
I’m currently looking for some place temporary until I can get into subsidized housing. I’m one year from retirement, so you can understand why I don’t want to spend my entire life savings on housing.
I’d like to complain that the kids these days don’t know squat about good music. How do you even do the lindy hop to that? Don’t get me started with all the boom-shaka and argle-bargle, it makes me meshuggah.
I’m a Krampus supporter, so I’m not quite sure which side that lands me on. Perhaps the equivalent of the French Resistance?
I ordered from the delivery service Waitr, but they didn’t bring my drink. When I used the glitchy chat function on their site, I was informed they would only give me a credit because of “pandemic protocols.” This was clearly a lie because it makes no sense. If they can bring me food I ordered they can go back and get the drink they left at the barbecue place. Thanks for giving me the chance to share.
I thought “chilblains” was a hilarious word when I heard it in cartoons as a kid. Now I get chilblains every fall/winter unless I wear multiple layers of giant socks for four months. It is not hilarious.
