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Date: Monday, April 12, 2010 10:30 PM location: on Google Maps
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I like to talk about stuff. I also like to complain about stuff. So, this is my stuff.
Does it look like a burial ground to you? No. It doesn't. Does it look like a good place to throw up? No. It doesn't. Does it look like something you are going to want to drape over yourself now that you know what's been done to it? No. It really doesn't.
I'll go into more detail of the plan for each.
Housework: Some cards will be easy, others will be hard. That's just the way it goes. And some things must go together. You don't want to dust a room and not vacuum it, for instance. And you don't want to mop the floor without sweeping it first. I want to make sure that they make sense. There are also different frequencies at which things must be done. Duplicate cards will be made to accomodate frequent jobs, like "do 2 loads of laundry" or "clean the glass coffee table and vacuum the black rug because they both show absolutely everything". Those kinds of cards should come up almost twice a week.
Bills: Ah, bills. Don't you just love them? They have these things called "due dates" on them. Yes, they really do make it that easy for you! If you can only catch up with them, then you can start paying them on time, and isn't that what everyone wants? If you're lucky, your mom might even forget about the money she lent you, and your dad might give you a break on the car payment this month. Because after all, they just want to see you grow and learn and become more mature! And it's not every day we have the opportunity to give someone a little boost in the right direction.
Groceries: We'll keep a running list of things we need around the house. When the time comes that we need to do the shopping, we'll plan our meals for the next week or so and add those ingredients to the list. On days when we have to go shopping, we won't draw from the housework pile. But we will clean out the refrigerator so we know everything is fresh.
Cashflow: We'll have a little tally of when we take out money or spend money on miscellaneous things. We'll see if this helps our cashflow. I could probably use more suggestions on how to implement this.
Projects: Every time we think of a little project that needs to be done, it will go on a card seperate from the housework pile. Once a week, on a day off, we'll draw from both piles.
Obviously, there are certain things that need to be done EVERY DAY, like do the dishes and clean the litter box. And try not to trash the place.
sound good?
Maybe we're making it worse. Maybe she keeps disregarding all the random little
stuff she normally thinks about (like the Starbucks Mug for example) because
each in itself is kind of "lame" considering the huge demand. No one would play
Hot Cross Buns as an anchore... We better stop this crap. If Barb wants to play
Hot Cross Buns I wanna hear her version! ~Bonnie
See. Bonnie knows what she's talking about. I don't know about the Hot Cross Buns, but the rest of it is absolutely how it is. I've been uninspired! And you know what? You're lucky I'm still alive!
I don't think anyone really understands how many close-death encounters I face each week on the roads of Massachusetts. Today I almost got sandwiched between an 18 wheeler and a van. The van took great offense that I was driving in the lane he was trying to merge onto. It was a slow, peaceful merge of two highways, and I thought I was being very generous to the people I let come in front of me. He kept trying to get past me, as the lane gets skinnier and skinnier, and I really could not believe he was not backing off. Finally, I honked, which might have confused the guy in front of us, but it sent the message to Mr. Van. The message was clearly, "Are you trying to kill me?" which I can't seem to stop asking these crazy massholians.
Last week I was getting on the highway, heading home, and had to slam on my breaks upon entry because the guy who was driving in the breakdown lane got very territorial and sped up to cut me off.
These are just examples that don't compare to the terror I face every day. Each lovely display of complete disregard for the human life leaves me thinking my life will surely end due to a car accident. It almost makes me want to stop driving altogether. It's not my driving that is the issue here. People zoom in and out of lanes like they are driving full speed, sideways. People don't use their blinkers. People are so obsessed with passing anyone they can, they can't seem to calm down and accept the fact that they are not more important than other people, that they aren't getting wherever they're going any quicker, and that is SO not more important than killing me!
You don't believe me, but come see for yourself.