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Our tech team has launched updates to The Nest today. As a result of these updates, members of the Nest Community will need to change their password in order to continue participating in the community. In addition, The Nest community member's avatars will be replaced with generic default avatars. If you wish to revert to your original avatar, you will need to re-upload it via The Nest.
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Thank you.
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Mental Health Day (Excuse my Vent)
So it iced and snowed here last night but they cleared the roads and truthfully, I've driven to work in worse. H came home from 3rd shift and said other than our local housing plan, everything was just wet. However, I had already sent an email to work from home today. Problem is, I really just needed a mental health day and literally just forced myself out of bed at 11:30a. I never sleep in and life in general is feeling like a disaster lately so I think my body just gave in. That and I couldn't fall asleep until after 2am, alarm goes off at 5am.
Excuse the vent but here's my need for the mental health day: H drove through the last snow storm (Monday-Tuesday) to make a 7.5h trip to his parents because we were told his dad only had a week to live. Well, his family is a piece of work and what the dr actually said was that his brain tumors are growing and causing seizures and if they can't control them, then he has a chance of going into a vegetative state...just like any seizure disorder. H said he didn't feel like he was with his family and that they were just telling him over and over again that they wish that he got sick and suffered and that people who try to work their way up in the world, just fall down lower. Roughly translated (since they don't speak English), his mother was pretty much saying she wants him to fail. He has a great job here and we're trying to buy our first home together and they keep getting angry that we aren't dropping everything to go care for his dad and his hypochondriac mother. Mind you they are both in their mid-50s. Also, we're in negotiations on our house and the seller has now decided he wants to take the appliances. That would be about $3000 additional expense for us and we asked our realtor to go back and say no, we want the appliances. We told her flat out in the beginning of hunting that we wanted to spend x amount for a move in ready house. Well with the price we are at now, we are spending x amount and we don't have the desire to 'finish' the house by buying appliances for an additional amount. She pretty much argued with my mom that we were stupid for thinking he would take it, rolled her eyes at my mom, and then kept saying, 'well I work for you, so I'll do whatever you want me to do. I legally have to present any offer you give me.' She's lucky I didn't throatpunch her.
So sorry for the vent but anyone else feeling the need for a mental health day today?? I'm kind of over it!
Excuse the vent but here's my need for the mental health day: H drove through the last snow storm (Monday-Tuesday) to make a 7.5h trip to his parents because we were told his dad only had a week to live. Well, his family is a piece of work and what the dr actually said was that his brain tumors are growing and causing seizures and if they can't control them, then he has a chance of going into a vegetative state...just like any seizure disorder. H said he didn't feel like he was with his family and that they were just telling him over and over again that they wish that he got sick and suffered and that people who try to work their way up in the world, just fall down lower. Roughly translated (since they don't speak English), his mother was pretty much saying she wants him to fail. He has a great job here and we're trying to buy our first home together and they keep getting angry that we aren't dropping everything to go care for his dad and his hypochondriac mother. Mind you they are both in their mid-50s. Also, we're in negotiations on our house and the seller has now decided he wants to take the appliances. That would be about $3000 additional expense for us and we asked our realtor to go back and say no, we want the appliances. We told her flat out in the beginning of hunting that we wanted to spend x amount for a move in ready house. Well with the price we are at now, we are spending x amount and we don't have the desire to 'finish' the house by buying appliances for an additional amount. She pretty much argued with my mom that we were stupid for thinking he would take it, rolled her eyes at my mom, and then kept saying, 'well I work for you, so I'll do whatever you want me to do. I legally have to present any offer you give me.' She's lucky I didn't throatpunch her.
So sorry for the vent but anyone else feeling the need for a mental health day today?? I'm kind of over it!
Re: Mental Health Day (Excuse my Vent)
B/w 1/8: betas 17,345, progesterone 25.6
I'm trying to be strong for H but it's really hard with his family. We've had quite the history, including but not limited to them telling him he's worthless, paying their rent, paying their bills, paying my BILs bills, buying thousands of dollars worth of baby stuff for BIL and SIL who are due in 2 weeks, MIL calling on our honeymoon bawling her eyes out because she would never see H again, MIL trying to cheat the government into giving her disability because she doesn't want to work anymore, and the latest and greatest was my BIL texting H while we were on vacation in December yelling at us saying we were rude, disrespectful, worthless pieces of crap for going on vacation while FIL was sick. FIL was diagnosed in early November. The trip was paid for in September. Nothing was really going on with FIL at the point of the trip except regular radiation and chemo appointments which we were helping to pay for. That was the day I told H that I was no longer speaking to BIL. I'm just so over his family and now that they're treating him worse, I have very little patience for it. Sorry for the rant.
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