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I'm sorry, BCM. They don't happen to have a way to report an issue on like a webform or something do they?

So there is nothing wromg with my logic? It makes sense that there might be a slow leak?
I cant put a web form in s the page that has my rental nimber on the rental agrreement is missing. I would hve to ring and get it.

Ive heard of people not getting full tanks here.

I know that happens and the properties of gas when it is hot and when it cools blah blah but this is a consistent thing of getting less and less gas. I think i might start recording the times of evrrything.

About to have a pre-work session in my car. I hate doing these but it’s the only way to fit in therapy when I’m on this crazy schedule. I’m especially nervous about it because last session was so intense, and I feel like we need to keep talking about the intense subject but I don’t want to get myself all riled up and messy and then have to be a doctor 10 minutes later.

Ugh.

And very yes.


I mean, obviously for me it's not being a doctor...but that resonates. I hope you're able to come out of the session mostly in one piece.

I don't want to say I'm sure there's a leak, since I don't have that much experience with gas. But if you're sure you're using less and the bottles empty out quicker, either they aren't full or there's a leak. I'd err on the side of caution and open up some windows, call somebody who knows what to do or get new bottles and the pipes checked as soon as possible... maybe from a different supplier, if that's possible. (Of course my physicist brain is now telling me how one could locate the leak, but that's most probably not a good idea to try at home)

Managed to get my Christmas cards written out to be mailed over the weekend. (50 of them--more than usual because I am mailing the ones to my Church family instead of passing them out because obviously I'm not seeing them.) Then I ghost wrote my parent's Christmas letter. I always do because my Mom has memory issues and my Dad doesn't write well. Then I addressed my Mom's envelopes so she could just fill out the cards, so she got hers done too. I even got a few (10) presents wrapped. It was a very productive weekend. I need to wrap more presents but I want to leave room under the tree for the kitties to lay since they have really been enjoying that.

Another thought with the leak and smelling it is, I know in the US, they add some sort of foul smell to natural gas so that we can sense if there's a leak. But I'm not sure if they do that in your country (Australia?). And natural gas doesn't have a detectable odor on its own (or propane or whatever it is that you're using--maybe propane is natural gas...we have oil heat, so not sure!)

But I'd get someone to check it out to be safe and maybe get a carbon monoxide detector as well.

Hope it went OK and that work is going well.


I can relate in some ways in that, especially now that I'm having sessions from home, it's like i have to sometimes go immediately from session to being "on" as a mother and wife. Like today, my session just ended and in a half hour, we're having a conference (online) with my daughter's teacher. Today's session was a bit emotional in the beginning, talking about my aunt who's in the hospital (not COVID), but if it had been one where, say, I'd had a conflict with T or talked about some really emotional stuff from my past, it would be difficult to wipe away the tears and act "normal" during the conference.

It was easier pre-COVID when I had sessions in person, then could go out someplace for a bit afterward, or even just sit in my car for a half hour in the therapist's parking lot and cry and/or message with friends.

One of the worst therapy-related things like that for me wasn't even right after a session, but the morning after I found out that ex-MC's wife had died. I'd been really emotional and had lots to drink that night, didn't get much sleep, then we had an in-person IEP meeting for my daughter. they make me really anxious anyway--and it's a bunch of us sitting around a table in a brightly lit, warm room, so I feel on display. I started crying and had a panic attack during the meeting and had to step out for a bit. I worried about what the teachers/specialists thought of me (I imagined the school psychologist was understanding!) H gave some vague explanation about me finding out some bad news the night before, but it was a really difficult meeting.

i thought about that for half a second but then realized i don't want to risk messing up my other shoulder too . i may experiment once i move my computer out into the dining room/kitchen area.

My shoulder woke me up again at 2 am. Ugh. I need to figure out how not to roll over on my left side, it seems like if my arm hangs across my body when i'm on my left side that's what kills my shoulder.

I hate the part of a relationship where I start falling in love.

Especially since I was hoping I wasn’t capable of that anymore.

ETA: At first I thought maybe I just wanted to go SIM card shopping, but no, that wasn’t it.

Maybe try one of those long body pillows to prevent it?

Good idea, that just might work if I put my arm over it and it would be big enough it would stay put. I used to have one but I think I got rid of it a long time ago. I'm going to go look on amazon. Thanks!

Just logged off work, I am off now until Sunday! Woo hoo! Well, except for class tonight. I am sorely tempted to not attend.... but of course I will anyway.

Currently listening to an LCSW/former therapist lecture the faculty Senate at my school on self-care.

She’s also the director of our HR. Not really the career ex-therapists go into, or is it?

My cousin got her degree in psychology from Berkley but never did the grad programs or became a therapist. Instead she worked in HR and now she does some sort of marketing/consulting making ridiculous money. I don't know how she sorted out that scheme. Go figure.

I think i got mine from what is CB? Im blanking. But it was quite a while ago. I wanted cotton and feathers. Its still pretty sturdy, i just beat it up from bottom to top once in a while.

There are some switch games discounted now:

https://slickdeals.net/f/14596414-ni...?src=frontpage

Right now I am playing Tumble Stone and enjoying it - a match 3 sort of game

What? Why? Are they torturing you for some reason?

The faculty have been complaining that all the focus is on taking care of the students and not enough on taking care of the faculty. So this was the administration's solution.

Of course, she also said she was telling us about self-care so we could take care of the students...

Thinking through my fingers here..... I'm sitting here trying to talk myself into going to class tonight. At this point the only thing keeping me in it is the fact that I paid for it, because I really don't think I'm going to pursue a Psych degree any longer, now that I've come to understand the rather faulty reasoning behind why I was doing it in the first place. I still enjoy learning, and will probably still take classes, but just for the joy of learning and not for purposes of obtaining another degree. Like taking more writing courses, the next astronomy course, and the next geology course.

Then I tell myself it would be dumb to quit now, with only 18 days until our final paper is due. I mean for pete's sake, I'm like 98% certain I'm not going to pursue this degree any farther, so it's not like I have to continue putting as much time and effort into this class as I have been!! All we have left is 5 more discussion posts/responses and our final paper. I can do it with minimal effort so as to rest my shoulder as much as possible.


H is right, dammit! I am wishy-washy. I need to stop being like that. I need to just buck up and finish the class, that way it's done and I won't have to take it again on the off-chance the other 2% happens and I decide to transfer to the local university and continue.


So happy that I have the next 5 days off work. I'm planning on staying off my computer after tonight's class and getting some crocheting done. And cooking. Gonna break out the cookbooks, and cook at least one meal I've never cooked before. Should be fun!

On your deathbed, you want to regret what you did, not regret what you didnt do.

OTOH, if you wait until your old enough, you wont remember which is which.

Well ya know - this DOES all fit in with regretting something that I did.....