The Isolated Blurt Thread XXXVII: You're Welcome, Fuckers

Sadly, not sure I could. I let too much time pass.

And, I'm not guaranteed anything.

I'm feeling better now. I was just venting about those fucking cunt pickles. :D
Rats! Next time fight it.

Hazy, hot, humid and smoky here as well.
Keep cool Miss Noor!
Today the temp dropped, it’s 56 tonight!
I went to funeral and I would have frozen if I hadn’t brought a coat.
There wasn’t supposed to be smoke today for once but it was there…
 
outdoors thermo read 98, but we're under a heat advisory with feels like of 107

I was not created to endure such heat and humidity :(

plus I was canning, first batch of pizza sauce with homegrown toms, onions, peppers... enough for 10 big pizzas :)
 
outdoors thermo read 98, but we're under a heat advisory with feels like of 107

I was not created to endure such heat and humidity :(

plus I was canning, first batch of pizza sauce with homegrown toms, onions, peppers... enough for 10 big pizzas :)

One good thing,: the canning water boils faster in that kind of heat…
 
outdoors thermo read 98, but we're under a heat advisory with feels like of 107

I was not created to endure such heat and humidity :(

plus I was canning, first batch of pizza sauce with homegrown toms, onions, peppers... enough for 10 big pizzas :)
You need a shaded outdoor kitchen if you're canning when it's nasty hot like that.
 
She is never manipulative, guilt trippy, or mind games. But, when she says, "I'll be outside, trimming the big tree and bushes. You dont need to help if you dont want to!" then says "not really sure how to use the chainsaw, but I'll figure it out."

What am i supposed to do? Continue laying on the couch watching very important YouTube videos on deep secrets of the universe? NO! I get up and grudgingly grab my chainsaw, fire it up and get to cutting. I know for a fact, she thinks this will only take an hour and says as much. And i know for a fact we are getting ourselves in a multi step process that will take two weekends to complete. I go out there and do it. She points to the limbs (not branches) limbs she wants gone. All the while, im cursing under my breath as she is surprised by how the piles of wood keep growing to enormous proportions. Then, trys to find ways to take shortcuts and hurry up, cause she no longer thinks its a good idea.

"No dear we need to do this right or it'll turn out looking like absolute dog shit..."
"But what if we just stop and hide it all under the spruce tree?"..
"No dear, we need to get it cut up into manageable piles and get it rid of it, not under the tree.."
"Oh, I didnt think this would be such a big deal"
"I know."
"Did you?"
"yes."
"Why didnt you say something?!"
"Would that of changed you mind?"
"no."
"i figured. And here we are, waist deep in oak."
"this sucks!"
"no, this fucking sucks."
"yeah, this fucking sucks!"

That has been my day, yet, i still enjoy her company. Thats love.

Or stupidity, but i prefer love.
 
She is never manipulative, guilt trippy, or mind games. But, when she says, "I'll be outside, trimming the big tree and bushes. You dont need to help if you dont want to!" then says "not really sure how to use the chainsaw, but I'll figure it out."

What am i supposed to do? Continue laying on the couch watching very important YouTube videos on deep secrets of the universe? NO! I get up and grudgingly grab my chainsaw, fire it up and get to cutting. I know for a fact, she thinks this will only take an hour and says as much. And i know for a fact we are getting ourselves in a multi step process that will take two weekends to complete. I go out there and do it. She points to the limbs (not branches) limbs she wants gone. All the while, im cursing under my breath as she is surprised by how the piles of wood keep growing to enormous proportions. Then, trys to find ways to take shortcuts and hurry up, cause she no longer thinks its a good idea.

"No dear we need to do this right or it'll turn out looking like absolute dog shit..."
"But what if we just stop and hide it all under the spruce tree?"..
"No dear, we need to get it cut up into manageable piles and get it rid of it, not under the tree.."
"Oh, I didnt think this would be such a big deal"
"I know."
"Did you?"
"yes."
"Why didnt you say something?!"
"Would that of changed you mind?"
"no."
"i figured. And here we are, waist deep in oak."
"this sucks!"
"no, this fucking sucks."
"yeah, this fucking sucks!"

That has been my day, yet, i still enjoy her company. Thats love.

Or stupidity, but i prefer love.
I’m afraid I say things like “ not sure how to use x , but I’ll figure it out” which to me doesn't say “ can you help,” but more “be available for an emergency run if things go badly.”
 
She is never manipulative, guilt trippy, or mind games. But, when she says, "I'll be outside, trimming the big tree and bushes. You dont need to help if you dont want to!" then says "not really sure how to use the chainsaw, but I'll figure it out."

What am i supposed to do? Continue laying on the couch watching very important YouTube videos on deep secrets of the universe? NO! I get up and grudgingly grab my chainsaw, fire it up and get to cutting. I know for a fact, she thinks this will only take an hour and says as much. And i know for a fact we are getting ourselves in a multi step process that will take two weekends to complete. I go out there and do it. She points to the limbs (not branches) limbs she wants gone. All the while, im cursing under my breath as she is surprised by how the piles of wood keep growing to enormous proportions. Then, trys to find ways to take shortcuts and hurry up, cause she no longer thinks its a good idea.

"No dear we need to do this right or it'll turn out looking like absolute dog shit..."
"But what if we just stop and hide it all under the spruce tree?"..
"No dear, we need to get it cut up into manageable piles and get it rid of it, not under the tree.."
"Oh, I didnt think this would be such a big deal"
"I know."
"Did you?"
"yes."
"Why didnt you say something?!"
"Would that of changed you mind?"
"no."
"i figured. And here we are, waist deep in oak."
"this sucks!"
"no, this fucking sucks."
"yeah, this fucking sucks!"

That has been my day, yet, i still enjoy her company. Thats love.

Or stupidity, but i prefer love.
Marriage and home ownership yay!
 
She is never manipulative, guilt trippy, or mind games. But, when she says, "I'll be outside, trimming the big tree and bushes. You dont need to help if you dont want to!" then says "not really sure how to use the chainsaw, but I'll figure it out."

🤔

Um, her comment sure seemed “manipulative, guilt trippy, or mind games” to me…

😳

Maybe it’s just me???

🤔

😑

🤣
 
I should do therapy again. But I know the end result because I know the answers to my issues. So it seems redundant.
 
I’m afraid I say things like “ not sure how to use x , but I’ll figure it out” which to me doesn't say “ can you help,” but more “be available for an emergency run if things go badly.”
“be available for an emergency run if things go badly.”

Thats exactly what she means. Like i said, there isnt a secret thought anywhere in that womens head. If she needed me to help her, she would ask point blank. But, its my que to know, she may be a little in over her head. I have full confidence she will figure it out, but we're partners. Partners split duties of a shared space. That sounds kind of sterile, but its not, its just respectful and nice.
 
Back
Top