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Honestly, I'd be thinking along the lines of a loan, one that your son could help pay back. And, well, I think your h could contribute more to your household's income. It seems you take care of the lion's share of it all...

T and meds are of equal importance to me, both are vital for health and shouldn't be sacrificed. Same goes for little getaways and the like.

Traveling to Europe is expensive (I would know, my parents live there). It's a big deal certainly, but I know for myself and for many others that having had the opportunity to go is, well, something that stays with you forever.

I dunno. I guess I'm used to just making things happen. I live on a shoestring, but if I want it bad enough, I find a way.

It seems like 2 separate ideas - one is excitement that your son got the offer - which is good. But that is separate from what your son really wants to do (not just hey it would be fun or nice to go but more was this a dream for a long time), can reasonably afford, and the knowledge that there will be opportunities for other trips.

I probably don't have a higher emotional anything than anyone else - but I just put on my phone headphones so I can still say things like "wow" or "umhmm" or "really" but go on about my other tasks or I walk the dogs while someone is going on. I do think rant listening or at least being with is part of friendship that one endures every so often and it can take hours sometimes.

And I'm coming from an angry place for my own reasons:/

I'm right annoyed at Art's h. I should back off of this til my head clears... Sorry Art, I'm projecting some 'I'll bloody well show 'em' in your general direction...

Never mind. I am despicable.

I now know why I have that reaction to my neighbour. I just had ring the police for him and an ambulance for her. I hate when my gut reaction is right.
Just spoke to the other neighbour and apparently he suspects he almost broke her arm a week ago. He said she fell.

You are most definitely not despicable.

I have a frosting question. I have never used frosting or canned frosting. When it dries does it dry hard? or hard on the outside and softish on the inside?

Well, I don't feel particularly picable at the moment. But thank you.

Are you ok? It sounds like a really bad situation where you had to call the police and ambulance...

Off to T. I don't really want things to get even worse, but I fear they may. And this afternoon I have a meeting with some of the higher-ups at work, where I may or may not be told that my job will go to a different department (and I am officially "not very useful" because of my skillset, so they might even have legal grounds to make me redundant. It's not very likely but it could be possible. I would be qualified at the other department - my old dept where I got my PhD, and I wish every day that I was still working there - but I can't see them ever employing me. Long and stupidly emotional story.)

You put it outside overnight and then eat it really quickly before the frost thaws. *smiles brightly* (No, I have never used frosting either, unless it's the same thing as icing - basically powdered sugar, water, a drop of white vinegar and (optionally) the white of an egg?)

I am sorry to hear about your job. I hope they don't make you redundant. Is there another uni you could work at. I know you are a linguist.

I am a bit shaken as I was a bit frozen when the yelling started and the banging around and the crying but I got spurred on when the screaming started. I feel a bit gutless at not seeing how badly injured she was. I figured the ambulance would assess that.

I have only used glace icnig and royal icing. So i am interested to see.

Good luck at T. I you want a pocket rider i am there.

You did the right thing.

Yeah, there are other unis but getting a permanent job (which is what I have now) is very difficult. The hiring process for a senior lecturer is about a year, and I would not get a senior lectureship even if I did apply, I am not good enough. Besides, a job at another university would mean a multi-stage commute which I want to avoid if at all possible. Stockholm has several universities and is within reach, geographically, but the commute there is terrible.

Sorry. I am whining. I have no right to be upset at the notion of losing my income (though my job is my identity, not just a source of income).

I am always saying the wrong thing to be supportive ( I tried but deleted it)
Heres a supportive interpretive dance for you

I saw your post and felt validated and supported by it. (Yes, really.)

But I also like the dance. And I'll save my rant about how it's all stuff and nonsense about masculinity having anythi g to do with income. [edited to add: the rant in question was not directed towards you, BunYip.]

Hi Mast!

BunYip,

The thing with your neighbours sounds horrific.

Crocus,

I'm do sorry you're struggling. I faced a similar situation once in my govt job though it was my boss whom they found "not really useful".

I hope that whatever happens, you will end up in a better position. My boss left the organisation and is at a much better workplace now.

it's all good! I feel very supported by said projections. And here I will let the topic go. Because son said last night that he didn't have his heart set on going, he knows it's a lot of money and that he'd rather have his car and he knows he can go to Europe on his own in the future for a lot less money and he wouldn't know anybody there anyway. Bless his heart he's such a good kid. I shall drop it now and go to work.

Have a good day, couchies!

The only frosting I know much about is the frosting in tubs in the US. It stays soft unless you put the cake in the fridge, then it gets hard.

Well, I do have a job, still. I don't feel welcome here and I may or may not want to try to move elsewhere, and my immediate boss whom I like a lot is being reassigned... but things could be worse. I'm in no danger of being unemployed in the short run anyway. Thanks for the support!

Icing is more like a glaze and will get a harder outer layer but soft inside. Frosting should stay soft on your item.

I want to post to the "I deserve a T who..." thread with "...ridicules and invalidates me." But a) I've promised myself not to post outside the couch this time around, b) it might be seen as a provocation, and c) some readers might misinterpret it as meaning that that's the kind of T I have (I really, really don't. But I would deserve it.)

I told my T on several occasions I wish she would tell me something negative. Be angry at me. Invalidate me. Tell me I'm wrong. I don't know why I want this. Seems odd to me but so normal that it confuses me. All of this confuses me.

I'm so tired I'm getting delusional again. I should keep my mouth shut.

I wish I could sleep.

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