Random Ramblings Are Random

It would appear that my friend still hasn't opted to get her spending under control...and her excuse right now is that after her tax refund was re-evaluated she ended up getting much more back.  Sure, she paid down/off one credit card, but what about the others? And now she's spending more money on top of it all? I'm just going to keep my mouth shut whenever she complains about not having enough money for things. I mean, it wouldn't be too bad if she didn't make as much money as she does and didn't live with somebody else who makes decent bank. I simply can't understand why she has a hell of a time making ends meet. Well, it's more that I can't understand why she hasn't fully figured it out or at least hasn't admitted to it. I know I will be hard pressed to not point out that she has a problem with spending. I know for myself that I'm learning to stretch my money further but I'm also now paying for everything myself now. So, yeah, I d

I sometimes wonder about people and how their thought processes work. Or don't work. I had an employee reach out to me Saturday morning and ask if there was a way to get their pay sent to another account. I explained that it was too late for this pay period - Saturday night is cut off for this pay period and we get paid this coming Friday. If she had come to me a week ago I could have submitted her new banking information, but now it's just too late. I asked her why, and she explained that she's in her overdraft so basically she doesn't get paid this week from this very part-time job of hers that she knows she cannot rely on steady hours from. And that she was over the time-frame her bank gave her to pay her overdraft before she would never be able to use it again. Now, I have a feeling she meant overdraft protection, and yes, if you remain overdrafted in your account most banks will remove that from you. But you still have to pay back that money that the bank basically

I needed a change with my hair, and a very large part of me was leaning towards going back to black. Fortunately, I didn't have any tubes of black dye around the house. What I did have though was a couple boxes of bright auburn...one was used last night. It's enough to keep me from shaving my head for now. It's my first of my two days off this week, and I'm still trying to find a good routine for myself. I didn't get out of bed until around 11am but I actually put real clothes on instead of schlepping around in my pajamas all day like I usually do if I don't plan on leaving the house. I did get all my dishes from the past several days washed, dried, and mostly put away. I plan on getting my meal prep for my next five shifts on the go. I've got the meat pulled out at least. I'm undecided about what else I want to put with the meat. Chicken breasts and pork chops, by the way. I don't eat a lot of red meat, although I do have some hamburger in the freez

So, now I'm no longer the guest services manager - I'm an assistant general manager. It was made official yesterday, especially due to the fact that there are so many things that I am involved with at work. And they don't want to lose me. At this time, I really don't want to go anywhere else. I like working at a smaller accommodations/spa property where I can just be myself, and if something goes slightly haywire I know that the rest of the team has my back. That is not so much the case when working for a chain hotel - they have a certain structure they expect and if you go outside of that at all, instead of helping you figure out how to fit they usually show you the door. Or they bust your ass all the way back to the beginning, complete with pay cut. More than once I have left a job due to shitty management. Even if my direct report is decent, if the people above them are complete shit I will find myself looking to leave. Sooner, rather than later. And now that I have

On my social media there are lots of Happy Mother's Day posts, and as usual I'm ignoring most of them. My relationship with my kid has never required a special day to celebrate because that is not how a loving relationship is supposed to be in the first place. It's just another Hallmark holiday in our opinion. My own mother used to make a big deal out of it and got offended more than once when my dad bought both of us gifts for Mother's Day. He looked at it as I'm a mother too - I gave him his only grandchild. My mother felt that because my kid wasn't old enough to make/buy me gifts that I shouldn't receive anything, that the day should have been all about her. And she wonders why I stopped doing all of that for her years ago. Especially when she would belittle the gifts I did give her because I didn't spend 'enough' money on them. Yes, she was rather materialistic. This is the first Mother's Day that I am home alone, however. But I'm hon

I haven't done anything creative since my last writing class over a month ago. My head just hasn't been in it like it used to be. I know it's down to my depression, and I'm hoping that as I get my place cleaned up that my depression eases. Having a clean, uncluttered bedroom certainly is helping. Hell, I moved my laptop, monitor, and other peripherals out of the cluttered mess that was my old bedroom, and set it all up in my new bedroom. Sure, the desk is about a third the size of my old one, but there is a LOT less space to put stuff so it is less likely to get buried under a pile of random things that I don't even need. I do have one of my end tables beside my little computer desk but it has a cat bed on top and beneath it so there's not really any room to put something on it. Well, for now. I will likely set up my printer on top of the end table until I get my larger desk moved out into the living room finally. I know that it will take me some time to get eve

Day Six Slowly but sure things are coming along in my apartment. I still have to paint the other bedroom, but that's not a priority right now. Yesterday I got my bed moved and set up in my bedroom, and even slept in it last night. It was odd not having a pile of things on one side of the bed to try to get comfortable around, but it was nice at the same time. Not all of my bedding was dry so I slept under a couple of my blankets that don't really see a lot of use on my bed. This morning I put my comforter and other set of sheets into the dryer - the comforter is on my bed and the sheets are put away for when I have to wash the set currently on my bed, and the mattress protector is currently tucked away in my closet for now as it wasn't dry in time for me to put into my bed last night - I put my duvet directly on the mattress for now. I'm back to work today and I'm hoping that my cat doesn't lose her mind over being alone. I'm not quite ready yet to look at ge

Day three of living alone. Well, alone if you only include humans. I've still got my cat and she's been glued to my side every chance that she gets. I don't know if she misses the other cat or not - they got along but they weren't inseparable or anything like that, so I may or may not get another cat in the house. I don't know yet. The empty room has been completely painted. Well, except for the ceiling and the trim, but the important things have been painted. Namely, the walls. It looks so much brighter in there than it did previously. Now I just need to put a brighter bulb into the ceiling light fixture and it will look even brighter. I have to admit that I'm very tempted to get something other than black curtains for the room - I discovered today that I am going to have to replace the curtains that are currently in there because the white coating on the back of them is sticky and starting to come off. I washed them today and hung them up damp, and I had to pu

Sleep was a bit hard to find and hold onto last night. I was exhausted enough that I started falling asleep while playing video games before midnight, but as soon as I laid down I couldn't fall asleep. And when I did fall asleep I rarely managed more than a couple hours. Then I was up before 6am and played an hour or so of Dragon Age Inquisition before I was able to go back to bed and sleep for another couple hours. I then got up and puttered around, finally going into the empty bedroom to take stock of what needs to be done. I honestly haven't accomplished much today, but then I honestly didn't expect that I would. My legs are still sore after all the running up and down stairs from yesterday, and I'm not in the right mind set at the moment to really get much done. However, I have started washing the walls in the empty room to get ready for plastering all the nail and screw holes as well as the scratches and gouges from general living in the space for over ten years. T