The Insanity Continues

When I got off yesterday, I went to do the dishes. While unloading the dishwasher to put the dishes that are too cumbersome to wash by hand in it, I had the water warming up. After just a minute or two, I noticed that there was standing water in the side of the sink that has the garbage disposal.

Upon inspection, I noticed that the stopper was in the drain, so I pulled it out. But the water didn't go down. Thinking something might have gotten into the drain (I DO NOT use my disposal AT ALL, but sometimes it does tend to get clogged *shrug*), I turned it on. That's when I noticed that there was water in the other side of the sink, too, and the level in that side increased whenever I turned on the disposal.

I took pictures and submitted a maintenance request. Over the next couple of hours, I checked it every so often and it didn't appear to be increasing despite my running the dishwasher. Until a little after 8pm, that is.

When I got done watching Andor, I went to check it and could see the water level was almost even with the top of the sink even without turning on the light or walking all the way into the kitchen (I have a tiny apartment kitchen). When I went to get my phone, I realized that my foot was wet. I turned on the kitchen light and saw a stream of water running out from under the cabinets. I called maintenance because this was now an emergency.

The on-call maintenance guy called back and said 'Can it wait until tomorrow?' I was like, seriously? If it could wait, I wouldn't have called the emergency number!

He showed up about 20 minutes later and used a shop vac to drain the water from the sink multiple times. He then tried to snake the drain. It didn't work. After over an hour, he said he has to come back because there is more that needs to be done and it might need to be worked on outside? I'm not really sure, he has a thick Italian accent so I am only able to understand about 90% of what he says.

But he did have to go up to the apartments above mine and ask them to not use their kitchen sinks until he can fix the clog in mine.

My neighbor across from me had issues with this a few months ago. She had to have maintenance come out a couple of times a week for a month or more. You'd think that after the second or third time maintenance had to unclog her sink, the office would have sent out an email reminding people of what they can and cannot put down the garbage disposal/sink drain!

My apartment reeks from the stagnant water that is backing up into my sink. The maintenance guy said he'd be back around 9 this morning. I hope he can fix it today because I feel like this is a health code violation.

An update to this post.
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I know I haven't posted in like forever, not counting the Snowflake challenge responses, but I found TikTok (same username, if you're wondering) and have enjoyed being able to just make a quick video whenever I have something I want to talk about.

But recently, something happened that is making me not want to post over there any longer. And since I don't know how it happened, I refuse to allow it to happen again.

My daughter got engaged in October and quickly settled on March 2024 for her wedding date. Her fiance is an HVAC tech, and she's a hairdresser. Her busy time is around the holidays (September to December), and his is summer.

At Christmas, I asked her if she still wanted me to walk her down the aisle (back when she was considering going no contact with her father, she said she wanted me to walk her since I'm the one who actually raised her). She turned to me and said, 'I will not have anyone walk me down the aisle because that is an outdated, misogynistic custom. I am not property to be given away' in a very nasty voice. I feel like if we had been alone or outside, she would have screamed it at me, that's how forcefully she said it.

I backed off and didn't say anything else about it. Later in the day, I saw her talking to my sister-in-law (a woman she has stated to me that she does not like). When they finished talking, my daughter approached my dad, and when I looked back at my SIL, she winked at me.

I later found out that my SIL had talked her into asking my dad to walk her down the aisle.

She did not ask him at Christmas. She asked if she could take him to lunch on New Year's Day. She asked him then.

I made a post on TikTok about how this hurt my feelings because we had previously discussed me doing that and how adamantly she stated that she was not going to have someone walk her down the aisle. I never once said she owed me anything or that she couldn't have my dad walk her down the aisle. I merely stated that I was hurt that she all but shouted me down about this tradition and then went and asked my dad to do it.

People came to my comments and told me I was being selfish. How? All I did was tell a bunch of strangers how it hurt to know my daughter didn't want to have this special moment with me. If, when I asked, she had said, 'I think I want Granddaddy to walk me' I wouldn't have been as hurt. But I went online because I was not going to let her know my feelings had been hurt by this because I didn't think she should know.

Before I go on, I should mention that when we went dress shopping (my mother, his mother, and one of his aunts (I want to say his sister, too, but I can't remember), we went to lunch after. During lunch, the conversation turned to what she was going to do for her something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue. I mentioned that I have something for her something blue that I've had since 2007 (we went on a Disney cruise and got a couple of sapphire chips). I planned to have them turned into earrings that I would present to her on her wedding day as she gets dressed. She snapped, 'I'm not removing my earrings' (she wears a pair of sapphire studs that are the first gift he ever gave her, as well as a pair of opal studs he gave her for her last birthday). So, there are now two special moments that she has shut down before they could even take place.

She has stated numerous times that she'll be getting ready at another of his aunt's house because she lives close to the venue. Both she and my mother have said that my mother and I will arrive at the venue fully dressed. She also told me that I have to do my own hair and makeup, not that I expected her hair and makeup person to do me (although I got my hair done at the same time and by the same person who did my SIL and I wasn't in the wedding party).

I made another post saying that I was beginning to feel like she didn't want me to be involved in her wedding. By this time, I had also offered to officiate, but she asked her therapist instead.

There was also a comment I made about the cake tasting. She seems to be under the impression that the pieces provided are going to be just one or two bites each (I think they're usually enough for three or four bites especially if everyone uses a fork and takes just a small amount). I said that if there is a flavor I don't think I'll like, I won't taste it, leaving more for everyone else. She blew up; demanding to know which flavors. Then she hung up on me (but told my mother she thinks I hung up on her (I have moved, and my new place is in a bit of a dead zone (I rarely have more than one bar)) so my mother says the call must have dropped).

Someone (his mother most likely) found my videos and showed them to her so she canceled Mother's Day plans. When I called my mother, she yelled at me for 'airing our dirty laundry on the internet'. I was supposed to go to my grandmother's (she lives much closer than my parents now) to do my laundry a couple of days later but didn't want there to be any tension, so I said I'd find somewhere else to do my laundry and hung up.

My mother sent me several long winded texts, pretending to take some blame but really not because she is emotionally abusive. I didn't reply because I didn't (and still don't) want to argue about this.

I did not text or call my daughter during this time because I was respecting her boundaries.

I have allowed my daughter and her fiance to have my Hulu and Netflix passwords and decided that if my daughter had not texted or called by the end of the month, then I would change the passwords and remove them from my accounts and consider myself uninvited from her wedding.

But she texted me yesterday. So, I called my mother.

She forced me into the argument I had been trying to avoid. I told her that she does not get to tell me how I use my social media accounts. She tried saying that she understands that I use it to vent but said that I shouldn't turn off comments or block people (only people I have blocked are my soon-to-be son-in-law, his mother, and the women I work with (I do not friend coworkers on social media)).

The colors my daughter has settled on are sage green and lavender (she had originally said sapphire blue since sapphire is her birthstone but changed it since it's a spring-ish wedding). I had already made a wishlist of sapphire blue dresses (I'm in the process of losing weight so won't be buying my dress until much closer to the wedding). I now need to find sage green or lavender (she has not said which color she wants me to wear).

Today she texted saying that we need to start looking for me a dress. I told her that since I'm buying my own, it will be one I can wear again and will be bought from a regular store (AKA off the rack). She said she didn't say it had to be tailored, but she wants the dress issue settled by Christmas. I didn't reply, but I will not have my dress by then, and she can just deal with it. Especially, since I don't feel like this is something I have to adhere to since my size will most likely change between Christmas and her wedding. In MARCH!

I almost got into a serious accident this morning.

I was in the left lane (I usually drive in the middle/right lane) because I had to get my daughter's Christmas gift out of the Amazon locker near my office. There was a semi in the middle lane and I always do my best to give them a fuck ton of space. As we approached where the road we were on crosses over a tollway, he turned on his left blinker.

I figured he wanted to move over into my lane so he could turn onto the tollway so I started to slow down. Then he started to slow down. So I started to sped up because he obviously wanted me to get in front of him before he moved over.

Only I was wrong. As I approached the cab part, he started to turn. I just barely managed to turn without hitting him or the median or any of the curbs.

Once my heart stopped trying to beat its way out of my chest, I got pissed off. He knew I was behind him because it was after 5 in the morning so it was dark enough for him to see my headlights.

Last week was just a hellish as the one before.

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When I got up this morning and turned on the light in the living room the bulb blew. This wouldn't be an issue except I cannot find my light bulbs. I know I have a box of bulbs somewhere but I cannot find them! And the lamp is the only light behind where I sit so I am typing this in mostly darkness because the light from the 'dinning area' is not only in the wrong place, it is not bright enough.

So I've been having a rough time of it lately and that's making this post rather difficult to write. Added to that is the fact that there isn't anyone ( save maybe one person but I have no idea because we haven't talked in a while) who will even remotely care.

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When I got to work this morning I had to walk all the way around to the main door because the cleaning crew locked the side door, again, despite a huge note saying not to.

As I was walking across the bullpen to unlock the door the new hire swipes her card, makes eye contact with me (I’m still four or so steps from the door) and tries to open the door. And then tries it again (think jiggling the handle).

I’m not feeling well and that just annoyed the ever loving frell outta me. I mean, c’mon! You can see that I’m not close enough to open it! Just wait a second!

So, update in this post, sorta.

Today I stopped for gas on my way home and when I got home, I checked my account. And saw $11.57 at QT for my gas along with $10 at Race Track. I don't use Race Track often and definitely didn't use it today.

I called the bank and they said that the charge was done at 6:36 this morning.

When I was at work.

And they swiped a card.

Which makes no sense because I have the card in my possession.

Turns out someone got my card number and created a duplicate card.

This means that an employee at one of the places I've used it recently (since it's new I know approximately when it happened, just not where). So I will now be using cash for all the things I can pay for with cash; like my cable bill, my phone bill and putting gas in my car.