The photos on this are awesome. I have no love for Aber-postale-isster after hours spent with disappointed pre-teen girls searching desperately to find ANYTHING in XL. And then watching them drop $30 on an almost see-through t-shirt if they did find something. And then laundering the damn things like they were cashmere lest they shrink even a millimeter.
Ugh, I'm such a mom...
What about when your employer recognizes the work day in terms of locking the doors to the building but not in terms of reducing your workload by one day's worth? When my boss tells me I have the day off I laugh bitterly. Gee thanks...one less day to do my work, sounds super fun.
To be fair, I'm a grad student and don't have a single thing to complain about. But the "day off" thing is really irritating me this year.
I'm divorced, remarried, and not into this. In fact, my spouse and I kind of make a point that we want to stay together because we WANT to stay together, not because it would be a pain in the rear to split.
The covenant requires a two-year waiting period for a divorce. How about a two-year waiting period for marriage? How about a reasonable minimum age like 25? Or you have to convince a judge or panel that you REALLY deserve to get married. Not that I actually think those should be laws, but it's marriage that is too easy to rush into (I should know!), not divorce.
Not four, definitely five.
This was so lovely. Thank you!
All of this is great, including all the comments.
For better sleep and self-care, might I suggest reading. I think we're all big readers here, but really, get a book from the library, something that makes you happy (not necessarily something you think will "improve" you) and turn off all the screens and the noise and read. Screens tell your eyes it's still daytime. I can't think of anything more luxurious than saying, I'm going to turn off everything (not the lights, obv) and sit down and read this book for no other reason than because I LIKE IT. Pair with tea/coffee/wine/scotch as desired.
This is just fantastic.
@LilyB Wait, actually, I think the casket WAS open, because I seem to remember the comment being made that Grandma looked good, better than she did in her last few weeks alive, and Auntie wanted to remember her this way, looking peaceful.
Okay, so where does everybody stand on pictures at funerals? I don't mean "funeral selfies" and I don't mean nice pictures of everyone together outside the church, all dressed up. I had an aunt take a picture of a casket once. (It was closed, THANK GOD!) Same aunt asked me to put a video camera up to record a memorial service (no casket) for her not-in-attendance son, and I did (on a tripod, up on the balcony), but I didn't watch or keep a copy and I don't think I can do that ever again. I guess I feel like the memorial/funeral itself is something that happens there and then and doesn't need to be recorded in that way. But maybe I'm being weird about it.
Srsly? All I had to do in Illinois was have a copy of my divorce decree (from Washington) handy. There was no courtroom or anything. I got a new SS card, which helped me get a new drivers license and passport, and it was smooth sailing from there. I might have punched someone if they had asked me for a note from my ex. (Right, the bulletproof glass...)
Changing my name on certain bank accounts, on the other hand... I finally just closed them and opened new ones.
But yeah, I will never change my name again (I'm on my third one now that I'm remarried and I really do love it) and this is exactly why. It would have to really matter a lot--and clearly for some people it does--to go through all this nonsense.
My husband and I figured out a great way to store our sex tools--in a hard-side suitcase with a key. Found one for $5 at a garage sale. I keep the key in my jewelry box. It wouldn't stop a crack team of thieves, but it prevents someone from stumbling upon our stash. If someone finds the key and opens it up, they're getting what they asked for!