FFFC

PrettyInPearls23

I belong to an online community for "firewives" and their FF's are from all aspects of the industry...volunteer, on-call, full-time/union (which is my FF), wildland FF's, etc. Some of their FF's are gone for months at a time, others have a pager attached to their hips and their family plans are constantly interrupted because a fire comes in.

I feel guilty that I enjoy the 24 hours that FF is at the fire house. He has a set schedule and I know that every 3rd day, I get the house and the bed to myself in the evening. Don't get me wrong, I love our time together, but I also know that I'm an independent person and that "me" time is something I look forward to.

This isn't part of my FFFC, but I think that time apart is what keeps our relationship so strong. He has all day during the day on his days off to do what he wants, whether it be to work on his tractors, work on trucks, help his dad with construction, farming/hay in the summer, etc. And then he's home at night after I get out of work to help with DS and just spend time together. On the flip side, I have the days on the weekends that he's at work and DS is with his dad that I can do whatever I want, whenever I want. It's a beautiful thing

cemacmil

My confession is that I think I may have a bit of a Seinfeld complex (you know man hands, close talker, light/dark, no bra, etc) when it comes to meeting up with an online date.

We have not met yet, but I have been talking to this one guy and we have plans to meet, but I keep thinking things like - could I deal with a soul patch. I have no idea if I have a type because I dated/married XH all through my 20's. I think I am just scared....but it will only be a date and so far I have really enjoyed talking to him. Maybe since we have to wait to meet (both have a child), I am worried about that whole let down thing.

kippersophie

Oh, I've got another. It's kinda long, but if you work in a stupid office, you'll appreciate this - remember that stupid piece of wonderbread airhead coworker i mentioned before? The one who made brownies so I put a hair in them?

So she tattled on me for making fun of someone. Hilarious, good natured fun. I got called into the manager's office and got called a "bully", and it came up on my monthly review. From that moment, it was on.

Last night she came around and passed around chocolate to everyone in the row but me ( whatev, didnt want your stupid chocolate. ) but this morning when I came in, I addressed my supervisor with a serious concern that I, in turn, was being singled out by her and bullied in a very childish manner in what should be a professional environment. She posted about me on FB, she refused to reply to my work related emails, and won't speak to me and makes it difficult to work with her. I was so smooth, and now she is getting a talking to.

Also I went in the office fridge and threw her stupid hummus in the trash.

JustTheWayYouAre

GilliC:

Oh! I have a confession of my own!

I broke into XH's apartment last weekend. He was out of town, and I needed some paperwork to do our taxes (we have to file married since the US doesn't really have an equivalent to our current status, and filing separately was more trouble than it was worth). I figured that if his girlfriend was home, she could let me in, but there was no answer, so I used my old key and figured that if they'd changed the alarm code I would just let it go off and leave. But the alarm code is still our legal anniversary! It's a lot of work to change it, but I wonder if his girlfriend knows what the number means.

Anyhow, I found his tax documents eventually and took my birth certificate and other documents while I was there (going through records and papers was one thing we still hadn't done).

I felt really dastardly that I broke in, but all our friends thought it was hilarious that I broke in to do his taxes!  (FWIW, next year I get to file single, and I will only be doing his taxes if he offers me insane compensation. Like, "I will feed the cats whenever you go out of town and arrange for care or boarding if I am unavailable." That's the going rate for a 15-page tax return, right?)

ETA - Feel free to flame! About the home invasion or the taxes! I'm pretty sure I can take both.
 

It doesn't count as breaking in if you USE A KEY and deactivate the alarm with the code.

ReturnOfKuus

achase123:

I get irrationally annoyed by people in my office who are always talking about wanting to lose weight, and then jumping at the chance to gets sweets, treats, bagels, etc. that they know is counterproductive.  They always say how I am in great shape but it's because I am disciplined and work my asss off.  I don't eat the bagels or donuts that we have every Friday because I don't want to undo all of my hard work.

Sometimes I feel like misery loves company and it's easier to go along with the crowd and eat badly than it is to actually make a change.  I am all for being happy with yourself and know that beauty comes in all shapes and sizes BUT I get annoyed when people complain about the way they look and being out of shape and yet do nothing to help themselves. 

 

I always get the impression that despite the overt text of them complaining about being heavier than they'd like, the subtext is that what they're actually upset about is that they feel pressured to look and be shaped some other way than what is natural and comfortable.

GilliC

JustTheWayYouAre:

It doesn't count as breaking in if you USE A KEY and deactivate the alarm with the code.

Haha! I was pretty sure they would have change the alarm code, so I was all set to run off!

Heavenly+

I am going to shamelessly relive my Madonna years at the 80's theme bowling night.  Gosh I miss those white high heel boots and lace.  I just wish I could find my chunky cross necklace.

River Pestie

achase123:

I get irrationally annoyed by people in my office who are always talking about wanting to lose weight, and then jumping at the chance to gets sweets, treats, bagels, etc. that they know is counterproductive.  They always say how I am in great shape but it's because I am disciplined and work my asss off.  I don't eat the bagels or donuts that we have every Friday because I don't want to undo all of my hard work.

Sometimes I feel like misery loves company and it's easier to go along with the crowd and eat badly than it is to actually make a change.  I am all for being happy with yourself and know that beauty comes in all shapes and sizes BUT I get annoyed when people complain about the way they look and being out of shape and yet do nothing to help themselves. 

ITA!

I would also like to add that they tell me I better stop eating so much or I am going to start gaining weight.  Ummm, my "snacks" are carrots, salad, fruit, etc... I can eat as much as I want because I am making healthy choices, if I were eating twinkies every time I had a snack, then I am sure I would need to worry...

meamolly

I want a girl that was mean to me to fail so badly. She recently had a new opportunity placed before her and I wish I could stomp that opportunity so badly because of how she treated me. I feel awful about this wish.

JellymanKelly

kippersophie:

Also I went in the office fridge and threw her stupid hummus in the trash.

 

Not a flame. This is seriously my favorite part of that whole story. I have totally worked with biitches like that before.