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Post by amanda on Jul 2, 2024 22:36:07 GMT
The place for complaining about things both trivial and major.
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Post by amanda on Jul 3, 2024 12:39:46 GMT
It may be winter but with the heater running full pelt, my hay fever has decided to play up. It's annoying because people in public decide I should be at home with a cold. And I do keep a few of the tablets but don't have the funds to buy another box for the next nine days.
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Post by jenny on Jul 5, 2024 22:16:47 GMT
I love my grandchildren but frankly I am too old to be around them for a long time - children are exhausting. Home to my aged husband on Sunday evening. Phew!
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Post by amanda on Jul 9, 2024 8:17:15 GMT
A vent on behalf of a volunteering colleague - today she reported that her nephew's car, his father's truck parked in front of that car and another car parked in front of the truck were all bumped into by an idiot driver. Nephew's car is a write off having been crushed between the speeding car and truck.
Volunteer is getting a new car soon so has offered her existing one to her nephew.
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Post by amanda on Jul 11, 2024 4:43:13 GMT
Two trains today had cold air blowing, not helpful in winter when the wind outside is just as cold. Not sure what the go is with this model of train lately. (three different types operate on my line) And from Sunday for two weeks there are bus replacements which are older model buses with no heating (Darwin Australia models, I've been told)
For the last few days too, I've smelt a bad/off smell in one part of the bedroom. Nothing that I can see from inside, someone wonders about an animal dying outside or in the walls/under the floorboards which is possible.
Due to the landlord still not fixing the broken tiles by the back door, I've seen rats jumping down that hole.
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Post by jenny on Jul 11, 2024 15:29:47 GMT
We are turning over an apartment for new tenants moving in on Monday. The previous tenant was a lovely guy - but he left a load of stuff behind which we've had to clear out. The Salvation Army has benefited, but I could have done without having to do that.
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Post by amanda on Jul 12, 2024 8:18:24 GMT
My ordinary smart phone (not an Iphone of the fruit-name brand or any else) doesn't seem to have a compatible power bank/charger. I've just got another one from an electronics store. Took the existing cable I use, I can't tell from the angle of the points on the picture on the box if it will fit or not. Staff said it should work, the fine silver thing that goes in the point is too big.
I need something for the 12 hour interstate train trip but nothing seems to fit my phone. These trains don't have phone charge plugs.
And earlier today while travelling home, a group of teen boys forced the train door open before the station, then got out there, at a big shopping centre. At the next station, the driver announced that she had to check a few things caused by the forced doors. Two stations later, we were terminating due to a fault caused by the forcing of the doors. These kids weren't there to realise the trouble they'd caused but I don't think they'd care either.
I then had to ring the council as my cleaner was due at 3pm, it was then 2.30 and I was stuck on this station, the next train was ten minutes away and I would get home after 3pm.
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Post by bigmartin on Jul 12, 2024 8:25:00 GMT
Taking Little Brother to work (see How Was Your Day) this morning coincided with the Friday recycling pick-up. Why have they got to park the truck in the middle of the road to collect the boxes and bags when there's a perfectly decent space for them pull it over to one side?!
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Post by barbados on Jul 12, 2024 8:47:07 GMT
Taking Little Brother to work (see How Was Your Day) this morning coincided with the Friday recycling pick-up. Why have they got to park the truck in the middle of the road to collect the boxes and bags when there's a perfectly decent space for them pull it over to one side?! I suspect they are training for being OAPs who, with all day to fill, insist on driving to the golf course during the rush hour, only to sit in the clubhouse drinking coffee for an hour and a half. Or go on holiday in the school holidays and complain because it is a) very expensive, and b) overrun with kids.
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Post by RLDavies on Jul 12, 2024 14:45:21 GMT
I was on course to get a job (Puzzler magazine) completed in a fairly relaxed stroll to the deadline. Said deadline was the 11th, with clear notification that it was an ABSOLUTE deadline with NO possibility of any kind of extension or leniency. But I had plenty of time in hand.
Then I had the eyeball incident, with the vitreous jelly pulling away from the retina causing flashes and floaters. Which entailed a very short sleep followed by a long morning and afternoon at Manchester Royal Eye Hospital to be checked over. Followed by more sleep in an attempt to catch up a little. And what with one thing and another, I lost most of two days over that. Which means what was a relaxed stroll to the deadline suddenly turned frantic, since I hadn't even finished the job I'd been working on, much less starting Puzzler.
Which ended up meaning Puzzler got done in a single 20-hour sprint to beat the deadline. Then I stayed up, hanging around and relaxing, for much too long afterwards. By the time I got to bed, I'd been awake for something like 27 hours straight, which is seriously not to be recommended. Grabbed four or five hours' sleep, got up and had something to eat and hung around a bit more, then eventually went back for another four or five hours' sleep. Which brings us up to right now.
I'm utterly bushed. The plan is to spend a very quiet and completely nonproductive day.
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Post by suze on Jul 12, 2024 14:52:42 GMT
Taking Little Brother to work (see How Was Your Day) this morning coincided with the Friday recycling pick-up. Why have they got to park the truck in the middle of the road to collect the boxes and bags when there's a perfectly decent space for them pull it over to one side?!
We live on a cul de sac. It's quite long as culs de sac go - the house numbers go up to 80-something - but even so, the truck quite often parks across the junction with the main road and so no one can get in or out. To me, it seems like quite a long walk for the bin men carrying lots of black sacks, but they don't seem to mind.
In any street where the house numbers go up to 80-something there is someone who complains to the council about just about everything. The instance of that person on our street complained about the truck parking across the junction, and was told "operational reasons". Which is about as non-answer as you can get really.
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Post by amanda on Jul 12, 2024 22:34:29 GMT
Some Australian cul de sacs are only small, with 4-8 houses and I think the residents may be told to put their bins at the straight section as I see that a lot. Even so, the trucks here can't always turn around in those streets, our drivers don't get out the truck anymore due to health/safety so the truck mechanism has to lift the bin. When on my leaflet rounds I often encountered trucks trying to dance on a sixpence so to speak.
Last week a rubbish bag had fallen out of a neighbour's bin and the driver didn't get out for it, may not have even realised since our bins are emptied at 6, 6.30am when it is currently dark.
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Post by amanda on Jul 13, 2024 10:42:54 GMT
For the last week I've smelt a musty type smell in the area just outside my bathroom/in the bedroom. It came to a head the other night, being an obviously dead animal either in the roof space or under the floorboards, I can't tell which one. I hope it's a small mouse/rat and not a possum but I don't know.
Smell has somewhat eased but is still there. Those on FB would have seen my post about it where various suggestions have been provided but as I am sensitive to all air fresheners/scents like that I can't use them, some also affect cats so I have to be careful anyway. I have put a bowl of baking soda in the room but I don't know it's doing much good.
The estate agent can't help as they need to know the exact location to send out the appropriate tradesman. And if under the floorboards, then it may not be possible to deal with it.
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Post by alexanderhoward on Jul 14, 2024 15:45:17 GMT
Foxes, or badgers. Like every household, we have a food waste bin. Some council official said it is safe from foxes if you just leave the handle in the 'locked' position. Ha blinkin' ha - foxes will drag the bin over and lift the handle every time. So, solutions: 1) Put it under a box. No: as soon as its sniffs chicken, the fox (or badger) lifts the box off. 2) Ditto with a brick on top. No: the fox (or badger) tips the brick off with the box. 3) Hang the bin up from the handle of the normal waste bin. No: it just pulls the main bin over to knock the food waste down. 4) Call the local hunt. (Leave that with me.)
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Post by Bondee on Jul 14, 2024 19:12:24 GMT
Call the local hunt. (Leave that with me.) That's what his neighbours call him.
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Post by RLDavies on Jul 15, 2024 15:14:43 GMT
Reminds me of Yellowstone Park's constant efforts to come up with a bear-proof refuse bin. And the park ranger's explanation of why it's so difficult: "There's quite an overlap between the intelligence of the smartest bears and the dumbest tourists."
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Post by amanda on Jul 15, 2024 22:34:05 GMT
In Australia some clever/cheeky birds like ravens and cockatoos can get into bins. With our automated truck pick up now, if lids are open, they won't take that bin because a bag/rubbish can and has spilled all over the nature strip/gutter.
People have 'invented' things like a weight for the lid but these seem to have limited uses.
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Post by amanda on Jul 19, 2024 2:27:05 GMT
Another windy day here and at noon, I've already gone outside three separate times to pick up rubbish that blows up the driveway from the street. Some of it comes out of cars when people open the door (I'm opposite the suburb's pool/gym complex) and a gust of wind blows things like serviettes, empty paper bags out. Others is rubbish dumped further away that blows across the road.
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Post by amanda on Jul 20, 2024 12:50:03 GMT
10.30 pm and maybe from having the heater on most of the day, I have a bit of a sore throat now. Or it could just be from the dry air, my hay fever seems to have kicked off, despite taking a pill earlier this evening.
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Post by amanda on Jul 21, 2024 5:27:44 GMT
It appears that I actually have a touch of a viral bug, hard to know where I got it from since I've barely been out in the last two days. Still have the itchy throat though.
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Post by crissdee on Jul 22, 2024 12:24:56 GMT
The worst thing about single adulting is laundry, that sh*t just never stops! Not only the 11 days worth that I brought back from my travels, but the stuff that was not done before I left, and the stuff that built up since I got back! Just put in my fourth load since I got back, and I still have a white wash to do before both baskets are empty. Thern it will all start again.....
Also. Just went up to the doctors to sort out some admin. As I got there, there were two older gentlemen standing in the doorway chatting. They stood aside to let me in, then went back to the same place. Sorted out my affairs, went to leave, and they are still there. Again they moved aside, THEN WENT BACK AGAIN! FFS gents! Two clear demonstrations that YOU ARE IN THE F*CKING WAY! Could you not find somewhere else to stand and talk?
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Post by RLDavies on Jul 22, 2024 17:35:50 GMT
I'm muttering the same thing about dishes today. You clean them off, then you use them, and you have to clean them off again. Grr.
It's just as bad with food. You buy the stuff, take it home, put it away, eat it, and then it's gone and you have to buy more. Ridiculous. It's no way to set up a system.
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Post by tetsabb on Jul 22, 2024 20:28:45 GMT
I'm muttering the same thing about dishes today. You clean them off, then you use them, and you have to clean them off again. Grr. It's just as bad with food. You buy the stuff, take it home, put it away, eat it, and then it's gone and you have to buy more. Ridiculous. It's no way to set up a system. And toilet paper...
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Post by amanda on Jul 22, 2024 22:43:46 GMT
I'm muttering the same thing about dishes today. You clean them off, then you use them, and you have to clean them off again. Grr. It's just as bad with food. You buy the stuff, take it home, put it away, eat it, and then it's gone and you have to buy more. Ridiculous. It's no way to set up a system. This is partly the reason why some teens/people with autism don't eat - they don't all develop a disorder as such but don't see the need in the same way that most people do. 'I ate yesterday, why do I have to do it again?' etc. I hate it now that I have to cook my own food all the time due to multiple intolerances. It really does feel like a chore.
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Post by RLDavies on Jul 23, 2024 1:17:07 GMT
I don't mind the toilet paper! I buy a case at a time from Who Gives a Crap, and since there's just me here, it lasts most of a year.
My main problem is not drinking. I'm hardly ever thirsty (barely know what it feels like), and even when I am, it's a very easy sensation to ignore. I make a point to drink something with each meal, but that means if I skip a meal, I generally don't have anything to drink either. My goal is to drink at least a pint a day, and I try to aim for a pint and a half but don't always manage it. If it's really hot or I'm doing a lot of sweaty work, I might get through as much as two pints. Anything more than that just feels ridiculous -- doing nothing but guzzling all day long. I can't see how people can ever drink that much.
At the moment I know I'm under-hydrated, because the past couple of weeks have been awful and chaotic, and I've had a pretty minimal fluid intake. Trying to deliberately drink extra to make up for it, but I don't want to!
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Post by barbados on Jul 24, 2024 5:12:52 GMT
The worst thing about single adulting is laundry, that sh*t just never stops! Not only the 11 days worth that I brought back from my travels, but the stuff that was not done before I left, and the stuff that built up since I got back! Just put in my fourth load since I got back, and I still have a white wash to do before both baskets are empty. Thern it will all start again..... Also. Just went up to the doctors to sort out some admin. As I got there, there were two older gentlemen standing in the doorway chatting. They stood aside to let me in, then went back to the same place. Sorted out my affairs, went to leave, and they are still there. Again they moved aside, THEN WENT BACK AGAIN! FFS gents! Two clear demonstrations that YOU ARE IN THE F*CKING WAY! Could you not find somewhere else to stand and talk? I don’t know if it is me being extravagant, but whenever I go on my travels a swift visit to the local primarni is in order. there I buy sufficient socks, pants and tee shirts for the journey, and they stay on location. At 20p for 15 pairs of pants, they are going in the bin after the regulatory 4 wears (inside out, in the right way, back to front, and round the right way) means all that needs laundering when I get home are the jeans.
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Post by eeyoresmum on Jul 24, 2024 6:18:26 GMT
I don't mind the toilet paper! I buy a case at a time from Who Gives a Crap, and since there's just me here, it lasts most of a year. My main problem is not drinking. I'm hardly ever thirsty (barely know what it feels like), and even when I am, it's a very easy sensation to ignore. I make a point to drink something with each meal, but that means if I skip a meal, I generally don't have anything to drink either. My goal is to drink at least a pint a day, and I try to aim for a pint and a half but don't always manage it. If it's really hot or I'm doing a lot of sweaty work, I might get through as much as two pints. Anything more than that just feels ridiculous -- doing nothing but guzzling all day long. I can't see how people can ever drink that much. At the moment I know I'm under-hydrated, because the past couple of weeks have been awful and chaotic, and I've had a pretty minimal fluid intake. Trying to deliberately drink extra to make up for it, but I don't want to! The same for me; never felt thirsty, and only drank 2/3 coffees and 1 afternoon tea. I didn't like water. It was only later in life that I became aware how bad that was, and how much more my organs needed to work properly. Thanks to discovering elderflower cordial, I started to drink more; I bought a pint glass and filled that with less than a finger width of cordial, rest water, so at least I tasted a tiny bit of flavour. It worked a treat. Now have that glass next to my chair, so drink about 2-3 pints a day, besides the coffee. Certainly with my one kidney, I have to make sure I get enough fluids. When I was a home carer, I saw that many of the old farts hardly drank anything which in bad cases would cause symptoms that suggested dementia. They didn't want to drink water or tea because then they had to go to the loo 'too often'. I bought them bottles of elderflower cordial out of my own pocket, and many took to it, as they liked the taste. RLD, there are different kinds of such cordials ( I alternate with lime-mint) which may entice you to drink more. Please give it a try? x
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Post by crissdee on Jul 24, 2024 7:14:25 GMT
My dad was very much like that towards the end. He just seemed to "shut down" and it was all I could do to get anything past his lips, solid or liquid. My mum wasn't so bad, as she would drink tea almost by habit, but she would ONLY drink tea or wine. If neither of them were available, then she would tend to go without.
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Post by amanda on Jul 24, 2024 9:56:39 GMT
eeyoresmum wrote:
An older lady who I think was nearing or over 90 in my church study group a decade ago was getting this way, partly because of a sore foot where the metal plate inserted had become infected but in a Catch 22, it couldn't be removed until all infection was gone....
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Post by RLDavies on Jul 25, 2024 14:04:08 GMT
For utterly unknown reasons, Facebook has been throwing a lot of "items to help dementia patients cope" advertising at me.
One of them is an amazing idea -- Jelly Drops. They look and taste like jelly sweets, but they're 95% water with vitamins and electrolytes. The idea is that many dementia patients don't drink nearly enough, don't want to drink, forget to drink, etc., but if they have some appealing nibbles at their elbow, they'll dip in from time to time throughout the day. Or in a care home, the nurses can pass some around every day. You couldn't get your entire fluid needs through Jelly Drops, but having a packet every day is enough to boost hydration.
They're also being suggested for people undergoing chemotherapy, or anyone else unable or unwilling to drink enough. I could probably use them myself, but they're too expensive for my wallet.
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