Introverts, how is your day?

[Hikari]

On 12/6/2018 at 11:25 AM, Carol the Dabbler said:

A mother is always a mother. 

When I was ten or twelve, I decided I was too old to be getting a basket of candy "from the Easter Bunny" so I told Mom that I wanted to help her prepare the baskets for my younger brothers.

I felt very grown-up while she and I filled the baskets.   But after I went to bed she must have heard me crying, because she came in and asked what was wrong.  I wailed, "I want an Easter basket too!"  And she said "That's OK, I already made one for you."

Good ol' Mom!

 

I have not resided at home for nearly 30 years, but my 81-year-old mother still makes me an Easter basket (my original Easter basket from when I was 2 years old is still in great condition despite being a near-antique now).  I still get an Easter basket because I am not married, according to her.  I think I am the only one of the kids to get a birthday check as well.  She gets all of us a Christmas present every year, but I get these extras because she feels sorry for me. 

 

[Carol the Dabbler]

A mother is always a mother.

[Artemis]

This is all so true.

6 Illustrations That Show What It’s Like In An Introvert’s Head.

 

[Pseudonym]

The little exhausted sunken eyes of the introvert party goer is definitely the picture I relate to the most. 

[Arcadia]

13 hours ago, Artemis said:

This is all so true.

6 Illustrations That Show What It’s Like In An Introvert’s Head.

 

Weird comments section, though!  

[Pseudonym]

I didn't look at those... had the feeling they might be annoying. Was I right?

[Artemis]

^ Ditto.

 

[Carol the Dabbler]

4 hours ago, Arcadia said:

Weird comments section, though!  

Virtually all of the recent comments amount to multi-lingual spam (e.g., one in Vietnamese offering to place ads at a certain airport).  But if you scroll most of the way down, there are some actual comments.  Didn't take the time to read many of them, but they looked interesting -- people offering their experiences, etc.

I've seen this happen on other blogs, especially ones that have been sitting around for a while.  Which is why if I ever follow through with setting up my own blog, I will specify that I need to approve any comments before they go live.

[Van Buren Supernova]

Loooong time ago when I had blog, I disabled comments, there are options for that as well, although I'm not sure about now.

 

 

I posted about neighbor's housewarming sometimes ago, that I desperately wanted to avoid (it actually kind of stressed me out XD). So I did what most sensible people do.  Party at 12. We stayed away for the weekend (not really for this purpose  ), and left the place at 3pm. It is 45 minutes ride home. To be really really sure that the party was really over by the time we reached, I went around town running errands eventhough it's not urgent at all with car full of luggages, my mom and dog for another two hours before heading home. Score! It was quiet as Diogenes Club by the time we were home. Their finished house looks like white cages, all white inclusive of natural stone facade they painted over) while mine looks like wild forbidden garden (I'd say it looks much better than theirs :P) 

But I passed their housewarming gifts to the housetaker, he is always outside taking care of stuffs every morning when I depart for work. At least I appreciate their effort trying to be hospitable. Since they seem arty farty and love neat and white feature I bought them two candle glass jars with nice subtle scents that I actually tempted to owe myself. They gifted me a nice mug back. 

Two days later a long blackout happened at night. Black out is not common at all and very rare occurrence, so most household is probably not equipped to deal with it.  My narcissistic self of course thinks that I saved their lives with those candles. 

 

[T.o.b.y]

My morning was spent frantically cleaning house before my late shift started. When the in-laws suggested they all come here for Christmas to save us the trouble of traveling with a sick child, it sounded like a good idea. Until I put my new glasses on and realized how dirty the place was... 

[Pseudonym]

Yup, I feel you - that’ll be me on Saturday, manically scrubbing everything before my parents arrive.

[Pseudonym]

When my cleaning isn't quite going to plan. I'm doing part of a room at a time then going to watch telly for a bit. Kitchen tops and bathroom bits are done, and they are the main things. 

[Artemis]

One of my dogs badly hurt his rear legs and back by misjudging a jump onto the couch.  I had to take him to the animal emergency hospital.  They can’t tell for sure if he’s broken anything without X-rays, so I have to monitor him closely for the next few days to see if he needs them.  They think he might not, but I’m not so sure.  He’s not walking, standing, or putting any weight on his legs.  I’m really worried about him, I can’t sleep.  He’s on all-day bed rest in his kennel for the next two weeks, and I have pain meds and pills to administer every 8 hours which make him loopy, so he’s panting and drooling all over the place.  He’s obviously hurting.    My poor boy.

 

[Caya]

Oh damn, poor you and poor doggo. Keeping fingers crossed that all turns out well and he just sprained something, poor boy. 

[Arcadia]

Oh, poor baby! I understand what you're both going through, aggh.   It's SOOO hard to see them suffer, hope he perks up soon.

[Pseudonym]

Just had a completely cringeworthy encounter. Was booked in for a Christmas meal with one of my groups, and my sister in law who I'm not keen on had booked onto the same meal. It made me think twice about going, but I thought I can't let her stop me going to the things I want to do so sod it, and it's highly unlikely I'd be sat next to her anyway. So I get there, see the place names, she's far away from me, great. I go to the toilet, come back, and people had rearranged the place names so I was sat right next to her. So annoyed! So I was saying to the people who'd been messing about with the place cards, wanting to swap with someone, and it was all, 'oh, you can't move him, he's with them, you can't move her, she's with someone else, you could go down the end?' I was like, I'm not sitting down on the end on my own! I was happy with this seat until you started F***ing around with the place holders, so then they wanted to know why I wanted to move, so I said because I was now next to my sister in law, who I didn't really get on with, at which point I discovered that apparently they were really good friends with her. Cringe. So then my sister in law comes in and is really over the top as she always is, talking to me like we're best buds, with her two mates eyeballing me across the table like I'm evil for daring to say I don't get on with her. Eurgh. When I'm not with her I think fine, if someone wants to be my friend that badly I'll make an effort... but then she annoys me so much I just can't. 

And, I know I've said this before, but having tattoos is not an invitation for people to give their opinions on them. It's as rude as them giving an uninvited opinion on my hair or my clothes, 'why do you have that tattoo on your arm? What's going on with the tail, it looks like a carrot?' None of your F***ing business is why I have it on my arm. I don't give a shit what you think it looks like. Being polite when someone has pissed you off is so annoying. Times like that I wish I could be an uncaring of social convention as Sherlock and just say exactly what I'm thinking. Which would probably be hilarious since I look quite innocent and harmless and people don't realise how scrappy I am until they get to know me. 

 

Fingers crossed the doggy is okay!

[Carol the Dabbler]

11 hours ago, Artemis said:

One of my dogs badly hurt his rear legs and back by misjudging a jump onto the couch.

Is he able to pee and poop?

[Artemis]

He hasn’t pooped yet, but he’s not eating either, so I don’t know.  I’m not sure how he’ll manage it when the time comes.  He has peed, but he can’t lift his leg to do it, so he just lets it go.

 

[Carol the Dabbler]

I had a cat who managed to fall off a table while she had her head caught, which needless to say messed up her neck considerably.  I took her to a veterinary chiropractor, who had her fixed up in no time.  If your dog hasn't actually broken anything, you might consider looking for a veterinary chiropractor in your area.

[Fantasy Lover]

So awhile ago I posted on this forum that my mom met someone and how it made me feel lonely, ignored and neglected. They are now married and the whole day I spent in agony, not because I had to socialise with a lot of people I didn't know, but because I had to pretend I was happy and supportive which I wasn't.

[Arcadia]

Wish I had some useful advice for you, Fantasy. I've never been in that kind of situation, but I don't think I would have been too happy either. Maybe play with your cat and give her a hug? That always made me feel a little better.  

[T.o.b.y]

Having a pet certainly helps in lots of ways, doesn't it. 

I had a near-perfect day. After a really crazy week at work (all hell broke loose once we reopened after the holidays), my two oldest friends came to visit and we went to a place where you can paint crockery, then have it glazed and hardened there and pick it up a few days later. We had a blast, it was like being kids again, sitting around a table with paint brushes and chatting. They even serve hot beverages in there. 

Old friends are the best. I love not having to explain myself all the time. They just know. 

[Van Buren Supernova]

On 12/23/2018 at 7:25 PM, Artemis said:

One of my dogs badly hurt his rear legs and back by misjudging a jump onto the couch.  I had to take him to the animal emergency hospital.  They can’t tell for sure if he’s broken anything without X-rays, so I have to monitor him closely for the next few days to see if he needs them.  They think he might not, but I’m not so sure.  He’s not walking, standing, or putting any weight on his legs.  I’m really worried about him, I can’t sleep.  He’s on all-day bed rest in his kennel for the next two weeks, and I have pain meds and pills to administer every 8 hours which make him loopy, so he’s panting and drooling all over the place.  He’s obviously hurting.    My poor boy.

How is the doggy?

I understand how horrible it must be to see him suffering. My dog is having a problem that we have not able to diagnosed yet, although the symptoms are not that bad nowadays but I really really wish I could do more to find out the roor of the problem,

Don't you wish you can transfer his pain?

On 12/23/2018 at 11:52 PM, Pseudonym said:

And, I know I've said this before, but having tattoos is not an invitation for people to give their opinions on them. It's as rude as them giving an uninvited opinion on my hair or my clothes, 'why do you have that tattoo on your arm? What's going on with the tail, it looks like a carrot?' None of your F***ing business is why I have it on my arm. I don't give a shit what you think it looks like. Being polite when someone has pissed you off is so annoying. Times like that I wish I could be an uncaring of social convention as Sherlock and just say exactly what I'm thinking. Which would probably be hilarious since I look quite innocent and harmless and people don't realise how scrappy I am until they get to know me. 

I read an article about social conduct thing recently, about things that one shouldn't ask. 99% consists of things introverts, or me, specifically hate. And one of them is actually asking about tattoos and piercings, I'm glad they list it because eventhough I had never asked anyone, I didn't know it's that annoying, since I saw my tattooed friends seemed happy to answer questions or showed theirs to others.

On 1/2/2019 at 3:45 AM, Fantasy Lover said:

So awhile ago I posted on this forum that my mom met someone and how it made me feel lonely, ignored and neglected. They are now married and the whole day I spent in agony, not because I had to socialise with a lot of people I didn't know, but because I had to pretend I was happy and supportive which I wasn't.

But it is nice of you to pretend, because that means your mom's happiness is important to you, and you didn't act selfishly. It's not fun or easy, but think of it as you being better.

On 1/6/2019 at 4:02 AM, T.o.b.y said:

I had a near-perfect day. After a really crazy week at work (all hell broke loose once we reopened after the holidays), my two oldest friends came to visit and we went to a place where you can paint crockery, then have it glazed and hardened there and pick it up a few days later. We had a blast, it was like being kids again, sitting around a table with paint brushes and chatting. They even serve hot beverages in there. 

Old friends are the best. I love not having to explain myself all the time. They just know. 

Sound nice. I did the same thing couple of years ago.

So four of us, who used to travel together, met up again in some neutral place one flight away from everybody since we are scattered everywhere, and wander around a park, I think the park is part of attraction we went to. There was a setup there and activities....pottery painting, for kids. 

But being old kids we were, we signed up for two potteries and split two to two, then painted and chatted happily. Me and my pair painted a turtle, and somehow we both painted on left and right side, we started on different body parts and got carried away. When it's finishing time, the other two looked at us and cracked out loud, apparently we painted the turtle in different color combination, so left and right looked like different turtle.

Yah, old friends are fun. 

[Van Buren Supernova]

I'm having anxiety. It's one and half week before my last day at work, and resigning is still the best decision ever from seeing the mess that are soon not going to be my problem anymore. But now I start to deal with the social consequences.

I had received hugs that I can't refuse. And my team had threatened me yesterday that we have to have a meal together after work, and picture, thing that I had been avoiding. No more excuse and I was made to promise that I won't disappear or escape or hide (whaaaaatttt, do they think I am...I am... huh..ehmm.. ehh...Waldo?)

All those will be scary for me. Really wish I could escape.

[Arcadia]

1 hour ago, Van Buren Supernova said:

All those will be scary for me. Really wish I could escape.

Not to parrot your own advice back at you, but … oh, why the heck not...."But it is nice of you to pretend, because that means your mom team's happiness is important to you, and you didn't act selfishly. It's not fun or easy, but think of it as you being better." 😛