I have so many entries in my drafts that I start and then forget to finish. Here’s one, and in true Catriona fashion, I’m going to publish it. I’m just not going to finish it. lol
I met with the financial advisor for my Kid’s school.
Federal loans will only help about 4k a semester with two semesters a year.
I will have to take out a loan to the tune of $158,000.
Now granted this includes food (bare min) and dorm.
My better half and and I are kicking around the idea of buying a really crappy trailer and upgrading it to a tiny home with no frills so that all our cash flow can go towards college. I’m not against the idea. my only concern is my old dog. She’s 80lb and not small. I don’t know how comfortable of a life that would be for her. She deserves a comfortable retirement. With the amount of work she has put into this family, she deserves it. So, I’m a little apprehensive about that. I’ve looked into the solar options, I can set it up to monitor and alarm for dangerous temperatures while I’m away. I guess I just worry.
Browsing through blogs here, when I find a new one/first post, I usually comment “Welcome!”.
I did that yesterday on a rando as I was reading blogs. The person replied asking how I found their site, and then promptly deleted their blog. What the what? Mkay sketchball. LOL
I wasn’t even being creepy, this time! I was just being nice, commmmmme backkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!
After Phoenix died I was a mess. I just didn’t know it.
A close friend told me I needed to go find another dog, stat. I thought she was nuts. But, morning after morning I looked over the bedside before I put my foot down so I didn’t step on a dog that wasn’t there. I moved to the side in the hallway, for a dog that wasn’t there, I constantly looked for a dog that wasn’t there, and left the bedroom door open for a dog that just wasn’t there. The list goes on, and on, and on.
So, I looked on all the sites, and hated every one of them. They were all cute. But, they weren’t mine. Months went by. Then I saw a photo, and even though he was in a different state and wayyyyy more money than I would have liked to spend, I immediately knew I would be taking him home. My better half immediately agreed, and later paid for him because they couldn’t stand how broken I was.
We drove to Georgia, and he wasn’t exactly what the breeder said he was. But, in the end, that is ok.
Atlas
Atlas & Randle
If you are asking yourself: “Is that..?” yep, it is. That is indeed a Malinois. At the time, I wasn’t looking at the breed, I was looking at his face.
I guess it is on brand for me. lol. My dogs are always big, and kinda dangerous. The fact that they named him Atlas is also funny given my love for antique maps.
He’s currently tell me it is time to go outside, soooooo ……..
I’m trying. It’s not working. Follow me as I redefine the art of crashing with style.
I am not feeling this holiday season. I’m trying to pretend because this is the last year before my kid goes to an out of state college. But. Damnit all.
Cuzz it doesn’t feel like it. Maybe it’s because I didn’t get a tree this year. Maybe it’s because I’m burnt out. Maybe it’s both.
My Christmas tree is one of, maybe, three things I look forward to all year. It’s a like sign I made it another year. Ha, maybe that’s why I didn’t end up getting one this year, because I’ve been crashing and burning my way thru this year. So, it’s fitting that I didn’t get the thing I look forward to most.
Burn out is real.
I was going to do Christmas cards.
I was going to make chocolate covered oreos and hot coco bombs for my team and family.
I was going to make Christmas cookies for the first time since the pandemic.
I pulled everything out to do it. Then looked around and realized I don’t feel very merry and neither does my house. I climbed back in bed and waited for the day to be over so I could go to work. Night shift, wooooo.
I keep trying to be festive but between roadblocks and burnout, I think I’m done. I’ll try again next year. Lol.
Has anyone ever tried to read a physical book using a “Scan and Translate” App? No? Well, fuck. Guess we are going to find out how annoying *that* is. Hahaha.
A dear friend of mine wrote a book of her life and it happens to be in French. I’d been holding off on buying it. I have been trying to figure out how to get it in English as I am, sadly, only fluent in one language (two if you count sarcasm). She and I suck at communicating through E-mail, hahhahah (You get my E-mails yet? I have sent you all means of contact, lol). Anywayyyyy now I have a French book headed to my non-French home. BAHAHA. We are going to see how much gets lost in translation, hahaha.
I mean really this is my fault. I keep meaning to learn, and become fluent in, another language . BUT I CANNOT MAKE UP MY MIND WHICH ONE! It’s an important decision. I mean, I don’t want to waste what few brain cells I have left on the wrong one! lol. French is very high on the list. It’s in the top 3. I mean, also, I don’t even have time to brush my hair so learning a new language seems impossible.
In a surprising turn of evens my phone has told me to kick rocks and refuses to download google translate. BAHAHA. Stayed tuned for how much French kicks my ass. LOL.
I just keep thinking I need to figure out which country I want to be in once my kid graduates, because really that will dictate which language I stress my brain out with, cuzz you know, I’m getting old.
OK! I am off to day drink (keep your pants on, it’s regular drinking for me cuzz I work the night shift) and eat snacks.
For my birthday a few years ago my kid and my wife got me thirsty stone coasters. They were fitting because they had little sayings on them that sounded JUST like the things I tell (read “would yell at”) my family.
two days in a row I have found that the one I keep under my water on my bedside table has been placed on my sides of the bed. .
Think she’s trying to tell me something? hahahaha. I’m dead.
Guess I need to check in with my wife. BAHAHAHAHA!!!