The big BUT

Don’t you understand that if you make a statement and then add But, everything before that BUT cancels out and doesn’t matter. Even if you claim that you aren’t trying to be mean or rude, if you add the “BUT” you still come off rude as hell.

Examples;

You look nice but you should lose some weight

Really means

Bitch you’re fat and shouldn’t wear that shirt/pants/whatever

Instead of being fake  and then saying BUT….. just say what you want to say

 

So I am on this food group (survey things, I get paid for my opinions) and on someone’s  recipe  (that was one of the top six chosen) instead of saying oh this looks good…blah blah like everyone else or giving suggestions someone wrote.

 

They do look good but, ( and I’m not trying to be mean,) I prefer mine

Then proceed to give a recipe for theirs, bitch really?? the hate is real  and your comment on someone’s  who recipe was chosen over yours with your recipe is rude as hell. Even got the nerve to say you’re not trying to be mean and then proceeded to be mean.

 

 

 

I need a new bed

My back is killing me, I woke up with back pain this morning like I have done every morning since I have gotten this mattress and to tell you the truth I really miss my old mattress. This new one is very soft and so you would think that it is comfortable…it’s not. This bed is also smaller then our old one, we found this out when our blankets (which barely covered our old bed) covers this one perfectly.

As two big & tall people, this just doesn’t work. As a result when he gets up to get ready for work at seven in the morning, I get up as well even if I don’t have any reason to be up.

I am expecting two packages to arrive tomorrow, I ordered a package from snackpack with my stomach…I was craving sweets when I ordered it but I won a prepaid mastercard last week and used some of the money to get their 20 dollar box. I am going to try to do an unboxing but probably not via video, I will probably just take some pictures and do a blog entry.

Then I also ordered Amopé Pedi Perfect Electronic Foot File from amazon which has been on my wishlist forever and I found out that along with the prepaid mastercard I also won a 25 dollar amazon gift card. Call me lucky, I win sweepstakes because I enter them.

Plans today are to binge watch a bunch of shows that have been on my laptop for months, get through my main email and maybe my personal one. SO is at work, he worked a double yesterday (over twelve hours) which means his paycheck will be lovely.

I will be alright

Back in February Social Security sent me a letter that my case was up for review and I have been stressing out since then. I finally got their decision yesterday and SS feels I am no longer disabled. I will be appealing but I am not going to stress myself out over it. If I have to work, I have to work…that’s life if I want to have a roof over my head and food in my stomach. It is what it is.

With all the BS I am going through lately living in the apartment building from hell this letter in the mail yesterday momentary sent me into panic mode and tears. I have only been in a relationship (off and on) with my current SO for four years so he didn’t know me years ago when my panic disorder/attacks were really bad.

In the past he has made comments how I should stop letting my mom tell me I can’t work and this and that. The thing is My mom wasn’t telling me anything, I had experiences ten years ago that got me to the point where I felt that I should apply for disability. Originally my doctors wanted me to apply for it back in 2004 but I fought it and them for two years until I felt I needed to apply.

Every time I tried in the past to explain panic disorder & PTSD with him he didn’t want to hear it so eventually I just stopped trying.

Today I was expecting support and at first he said it will be okay and then he started telling me what I need to do and what I should do. I don’t like that, I am a grown women and just because I haven’t worked in seven years doesn’t mean I haven’t worked period.

Then he hits me with: You don’t have to work, just let me work and take care of you

Nope, Stop. In the past when I was in my twenties I was in such a relationship and it was a controlling one where He felt he was making all the money so in turn I should let him tell me what to do. The situation involved my son but I still lost friends including my BF I had known since I was fourteen.

In short I will never put myself in a situation where I have to depend on another human (male or female) ever again. There are things in everyone’s past that teaches them about people and their own lives and this was one of mine.

At the end of the day, I can only trust myself & God to get me through a bad situation. I’ve had a lot of friends and people in the past tell me I will always be there for you which was a load of crap because none of those people are here anymore.

 

 

 

 

 

Tragedy in Las Vagas

I am going to assume that everyone already knows about the mass shooting in Las Vagas on Sunday night. I ended up getting off of twitter as someone from the UK wanted to argue with me about gun control and I didn’t feel like yesterday was the time or place for it. This person took what I said and sat there and argued with me. I was sick of talking about it that I stayed off the computer for the rest of the day.

I could have hit him back by him saying we need Gun Control in the US and tell him that they need Bomb Control over there. I don’t know what it’s about concerts, there have been a lot of mass killings (shootings, bombs) at concerts.

That being said, I am not going to blog about money making things today and pick back up on Wednesday or Thursday with another review.

Repeating what I said on twitter yesterday, My heart goes out to those who lost anyone in the mass shooting on Sunday night and instead of arguing with people on twitter maybe you could donate something. Time, Money, Hugs, Listening, Blood,  ect.

@MaayanGolubs offered free portraits to people who donate blood – If you are on twitter, check her page out.