Say it here cause you can't say it directly- the get it off your chest thread (Part 1)

It truly was wonderful to see all of you there, and interesting to me that I can still fell horribly intimidated by some, and drawn to but shy about speaking with others. I have the hat and the coffee mug. Let’s see what we can do about seeing at least some of each other sooner, and not wait out the standard five years. And a special shout out to the spouses. What a great bunch!

I wonder how broadly some will try to interpret that very narrow decision…

Why is sarcasm and snideness your default mode? My sister married you decades ago and I have become somewhat inured to it over the years. But I hadn’t realized just how hurtful it is to my D until she started to refuse to go to your house.

Thank you, NY dept of consumer affairs, for finding D’s excessive bill from the allergist “in violation”. Next up, the state AG’s office and that ridiculous bill for D’s H. You do all sorts of research to find a place that’s in network and they try to ream you anyway. It pays to fight back!

My running streak is now at 155 days (since January 1). That and the efforts to eat better are paying off - I’ve lost over 25 pounds and my resting heart rate is down to 57 - it was in the 70s at the end of 2017. :slight_smile:

My “get it off my chest” comment: People who tell me, “Oh, I could never run!” annoy me. If I can, just about anybody can! I had a physical therapist watch me run on a treadmill and say, “Well, some people just don’t have bodies built for running…” Tough, I’m going to do it, anyway!

OH come on, I wanted that gift card so that I could use it toward my rent :frowning:

Really regretting everything right now. I hope you don’t end up feeling the same way.

Why did you send me your MLM shampoo and conditioner samples. Nothing about my hair screams that I want to spend $100 a month on a system that takes 10 minutes in the shower to use. I like my (Clairol colored and quick trim) hair.

To the loser who bashed my window in this morning while I rode my bike at White Rock Lake and stole my purse: I hope you literally choked on your disappointment when you realized that all you got was a worn out purse, some stale gum, and a couple of lipsticks. Yeah, I locked my wallet with all my cash for my upcoming Europe trip and new phone in the glove box. I hope the rest of your day is miserable.

Holy mother of pearl. I’m being stretched so thin in EVERY DIRECTION I’m gonna snap. Won’t everyone please just give me 5 minutes peace? NOWWW I understand the “sandwich generation” and I’d prefer to go back to living in ignorant bliss.

I love my children but sometimes they are so annoying

Withdrawal, not withdrawl. Withdrew, not withdrawed.
Rescission, not rescindment or rescind.
Changes are effected; chances are affected.
The word you want is wary. Weary means tired and starts with a “we’re” sound, not a “wear” sound.
If you have one or more non-A grades, you don’t have all As.
An apostrophe does not mean, “look out, here comes an S!”
When I’m driving the carpool, and I say we need to leave your house by 8:15, and I arrive at your house at 8:10, you should walk out the door earlier than 8:22. That’s true the second day of carpool, too.

I hope you realize that we thought we were doing the right thing by putting you in a really good school. We had no idea that years later, you would share with us that we ruined your life. Wow. Didn’t see that one coming.

Dear my daughter’s sweet, kind, creative, free-spirited but flaky friend:

When you and my straight-A conscientious-to-the-point-of-anxiety daughter do a group project together, and you and she agree on each other’s halves of the project, and she somehow fits finishing her half of the project within a seven-hour marathon homework session (including other assignments) after school one day so that you will have plenty of time to do your part, and you do it and text her a photo of the results, but leave the project in a classroom where it disappears, and you somehow forget to tell her about it for three days, and my daughter only learns about the unfortunate disappearance tonight at 9:30 PM (the night before the assignment is due) not by your initiative but when my daughter texts YOU about the whereabouts of the project, then, no. I don’t think it’s fair for you to suggest that you both write a makeup paper together three days before school ends for the year. And when you agree with my daughter to e-mail the teacher I want you to cc the e-mail to my daughter so she can make sure that you really take ownership of this. And I SO want to call both your mother and that teacher to express my thoughts and feelings on the matter but I won’t interfere, I won’t interfere, I won’t interfere…

Mr. Customer, this is the second time I’ve cleaned the office bathroom after you’ve peed all over the toilet and floor. You’ve had 78 years to practice. I would think you would have perfected your aim by now.

A majestic bald eagle just flew above our house - with a nasty crow harassing it. Hmmm… how symbolic.

Why is it so difficult for me to fall asleep? All I ask is for a good 7 or 8 hours of sleep each night. Even 6 good hours of sleep will do.

So glad that you decided to retire at the end of this year. It is so clear that your heart was no longer in it. So unfortunate that you didn’t recognize this last year . Our students deserve better.

I know you have been waging a smear campaign against me with extended family and your circle of friends for decades, so why do I still feel like I have been punched in the gut when your latest comments make their way back to me? After all these years, I still can’t wrap my head around how a mother can act this way. I have tried to be forgiving, but I am throwing in the towel and giving up, something I should have done a long time ago.

I ordered 30$ worth sweetener from amazon only to realize i got wrong ones…thanks Amazon for refunding money without even me returning it. Guess i am lucky.