Mickey says “good meow-ning”

We weighed him yesterday, by weighing us and then holding him to weigh again. Almost 9kg. You wouldn’t think it when he’s curled up. I checked some charts online and he doesn’t seem to be overweight, but he is due for his vaccination so I’ll ask the vet.

He eats less than the sachets say to (apparently a 4kg cat should eat three whole sachets!) because he has access to food all the time and he doesn’t eat constantly. Anyway, he’s healthy, he likes to play “chasey-hide-and-pounce”, so he’s keeping me fit too running around the apartment. I do want to invest in one of those cat-wheels, a biiiiig one, but I’m afraid it would be a waste if he isn’t interested.

I love him.

Lol reading that thread on the other website about school refusal. So many people don’t get it. I was a chronic absentee, I didn’t even go for the entirety of year 10 and had way more than 20 days off per year before and after, from primary to HS. I was abused young, and my mother had untreated schizophrenia. Neither of us had support, and she certainly didn’t realise what I was going through. She’d sleep all day, because she worked nights as a cleaner in a factory. So she wasn’t home at night, and wasn’t present during the day.

Then, if I went to school I was relentlessly bullied for having frizzy hair, being fatter than the other girls (funnily enough, I was a normal weight, and they were starving themselves :/ ), for being interested in science or “boy things”. The boys bullied me too, because I wasn’t “cool” enough. I wanted to do “boy things”. Assaulted, teased. Starting in primary. I distinctly remember the boys not allowing me to play footy with them, and the girls not wanting me to play with them because I didn’t wear lip gloss or straighten my hair.

I wanted to go, I felt like a failure, which just fuelled the depression no one realised I had. I cannot blame my mum, she herself didn’t have support for her mental health, I could hardly expect she would know what to do with me.

And it wasn’t really the schools fault either. Some teachers sucked, sure, but the classes were oversized and there were kids who were loudly unruly. I was quiet, and I got really good grades. I fell through the cracks, and it was easy to fall back in the 2000s.

I’m glad that the kids in the article are getting into schools that can meet their needs and foster a sense of self-worth. That just wasn’t available to me back then. It has affected me, and still does. I blame the system, no real individual. If you don’t conform, then you’re just left to rot. And if your parents aren’t great and perfect, or they’re absent… What can the child do??

Anyway, that’s my little rant. That “other place” can be such a cancer.

Ok. Groceries purchased. Cat fed and brushed. Dinner in the oven.

I really hope this cold doesn’t last much longer. I live alone and am single so being sick brings my life to a standstill.

Gibson is concerned also.

We were shopping for our first home many years ago. It was on a hill. As we were stepping out to leave, the agent says “hey is that your car?”

I look over across the street, and my car had started rolling down the hill!! I bolted over the fence, quickly zapped the alarm button and dove inside to stop it just in time before crashing into another car.!

We ended up buying the house.

The End

so I’d say camping was a success. COLD, but a success. It was Tinyest’s first ever camping trip and he took it super well, but I will admit I think the mrs is right, it’ll be a LOT easier when he can walk. But still, good to get him started early! I also brought a friend who I’ve been begging to go for ages, she wasnt a huge fan of camping but gave it a go and says she had a great time and wants to go again, so thats awesome.

I know I say this every time, but Wilson’s Prom is just SO damn pretty. If your sitting here being like “man I haven’t camped in ages” or “Man, I’m not really into camping” I beg of you to give it a go. I’m prepared to bet its physically impossible to have a bad time down there.

When we purchased our new house 5 years ago, we had a Tesla PowerWall installed. It came with a Telstra 3G SIM card and when they installed it, I told them to connect it via Ethernet. The technician refused, saying that it has 3G and doesn’t need to be connect to the home network at all.

I received a text from Tesla this morning, telling me that our PowerWall will not be covered by warranty when Telstra kill 3G at the end of next month.

I then received an email from Tesla (that looked like Spam).

I then receive a phone call from Tesla.

I mentioned that I don’t have WiFi coverage in my garage and they told me to move my router. I told them that I instructed the technician to connect via Ethernet originally and they said that I would need to get the technician back out to connect it.

I am not allowed to plug Ethernet into it without voiding warranty and I need to plug Ethernet into it to prevent the warranty from being void.

First day at second job was really awesome. Feels like I’m working with real people! And so much respect and warmth! Plus some very compatible interests/tastes/politics. Cozy, comfy office and such a short commute… I couldn’t ask for more??!

I think I have a random crush developing on a colleague however, which needs to be viciously stepped on and killed with a flamethrower immediately. Please let them have a partner. Haven’t heard one mentioned so far… if they don’t say anything I’m going to ask (obliquely).

Second last day of holidays and I am sick with a head cold 🤕🤕 luckily didn’t have much planned because it’s now just rest and feeling sorry for myself

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It’s sleepy time BUT I DON’T WANNA

You’re not going to believe this - after one person at the auction place called on Friday to say that the furniture I want to sell can’t be picked up, someone else called to talk about pickup.
We agreed it would be easier for me to bring the stuff up anyway but they now don’t have a slot for me to drop it off until 2:45.
Anyway the neighbour came around to help me load the car so that’s all done, and he helped me disassemble Mum’s old bed in the bargain and waved off any suggestion of payment. What a guy.

I’m absolutely fucked. Can’t get out of bed. Have so much I need to do today that can’t be put off.

🥲

I noticed a new thing at Woolies self checkout. Previously when you put fruit and veg on it you’d have to select the fruit and veg button and get the frequently bought items menu, and go from there. Now, it’s using a recognition system where it offers a selection based on what it thinks you have put in the scale. For example I bought cucumbers, and it offered me a choice of cucumber or zucchini to select. For a leek, it gave me leek, zucchini or banana.

C’mon little package waiting at Sunshine West. Get in van. You can do it. You’ve got this.

i think i gave away my entire stock of motivation