My son is 3 and goes over to the pear trees where we buried 2 pets in the past 2 years.
Our cat Bruce and our bearded dragon CJ.
He still feels a need to take care of them. He was "in charge" of feeding the lizards so every one in a while he grabs lettuce from the fridge and tries to take it outside for her. While he's over there he says stuff like "pspsps Bruce wanna play with me" and it fucking obliterates me every time.
Bruce was his best friend, he would do his bed time routine with us everynight and loved my son so much. I'm suprised he even remembers him since he was so young but their immediate bond was really special.
I don't think think I'll ever "retire" in the traditional sense.
My thought was to always have a severe mental breakdown around 50 and run off to the woods to build a log cabin and grow my own food. My wife knows of this plan but I'm pretty sure she thinks it's a joke. It's not.
People genuinely don't understand this and it's scary.
I feel like I'm going crazy explaining what a tariff is to people over and over who have never heard the word before but are praising it as a way to make everything cheaper and boost our economy
My toddler and I have been bringing a trash bag to the park and cleaning the place up. It's always a mess and it makes me sad to see because it's my sons favorite park.
My wife and I were once at a day long event a few hours north and it snowed pretty heavy. Didn't even think about the car until we walked up to see the tires almost completely covered. It was late and the whole town pretty much shut down, so all I had to use was a window scraper.
I see stories like this a lot and can't believe it. My wife was in a similar situation and had to get an emergency dnc, and still came close to dying from sepsis.
The doctors were so on it, we waited in the ER for a while because they were packed but as soon as they took her blood and realized what was going on she was in surgery within the hour.
Our son want even 2 at the time. If we were 30 minutes west she would've died. It's absolutely fucking wild.
That sounds nice. I was standing at a crosswalk for almost 15 minutes today walking home with my son in his stroller as cars were just flying by not taking a second glance. Last year 4 people died in seperate cases in that crosswalk. It's nuts.
The top crack and the little stairstep pattern crack following below it were my main concern. I've just always hear to watch out for the stair pattern and when I saw the big gap I panicked a little.
I have a couple pear trees in my back yard that I planted for my son when we was a baby. When my wife and I had a miscarriage on our 2nd and 3rd try we burried what we could with the pear trees, when out best cat died we burried him there, when my lizard that I've had for 12 years and went through hell with me died we burried her there, when my grandma died I burried some of her trinkets there.
I don't mow much back there and let the grass grow, just keeping the base of the trees clean. Sometimes I like to go sit in that overgrown grass under the trees. It feels safe and comforting, the bugs keep me company, one time I had a garden snake sliver over my shoes and just sit there for a while.
I've never thought about it but I keep my phone in my left pocket. It stays on dnd most of the time and I hardly use it especially when I'm out. The right pocket it for the stuff I'm likely to pull out and use.
I'm much better off financially than my mom ever was, and my grandma even though she did pretty good when she was working was on disability for the last 20 years of her life fighting renal failure and after paying her bills had a couple pennies to rub together each month.
My grandma couldn't do much the last few years and didn't really need money, so I put quite a bit into fixing up her house and making her home dialysis situation as comfortable as I could. New floors, fancy chair, big TV, I even redid her whole lasndscaping outside even though she never really got to enjoy it, she felt better knowing it looked nice.
My mom on the other hand gets about $300-400 on a normal from me for random things for her and my sister, going out to eat, clothes, nails, extra food. Which is essentially the only thing that let's them live a live outside of total poverty. They live in the projects but they can buy things when they want or don't have to worry about how they're gonna get their next meal.
My whole life plan revolves around getting enough land to put a second modest home on for my mom. I'm almost there, which if that wasn't the case I can say with certainty she'd die in those projects and not from old age.
I've never really thought about not taking care of my elders. I guess my situation is one of those exceptions.
I'm pretty good at the whole interacting thing when it's one on one, but put me in a room with more than one person and I freeze up, completely fall apart.
At my job we're expected to at least try to be available if needed after hours which in my 3 years here has happened once and it took about 30 minute and I waited until my son went to bed for the night.
In return we get to leave for doctors appointments, picking up kids, errands etc without having to use PTO or make up the time. It's a pretty sweet deal for the developers and no one abuses it to much.
At my old job they tried to get us to work after hours pretty frequently for a fraction of what our hourly rate was, we were salaried but when you broke it down you'd be getting like $20 an hour instead of $50. Ridiculous and almost no one did it.
Is this the case? I don't feel like I've ever had to install Perl but I've had to install Python plenty of times and I use both pretty frequently on a daily basis. Not to mention a newer version, older version, 2.7.4 instead of 2.7.3.
I used to love these. I always wanted to be the last one running. One year another kid and I ran so long the bell rang so we ran some more and got to skip the next period all together.
Funny enough my wife is a wedding photographer, I shoot with her a few times a year and absolutely hate it. She can't imagine doing anything else but if it wasn't my wife you couldn't pay me enough to do it more than once a year.
The second hand gear is the way to go though, she got some Sony camera a while back that cost like 2k new for around 900 because it had a small scratch on the body and one of the metal things that hold the thing on was loose. We ordered a new metal thingy and with a couple screws it was practically new.
Oh man I put so much time into my garden this year, planted so many vegetables, started a bunch indoors on a nice indoor greenhouse I set up with one of those rolling shelves. I was basically ready to feed my whole family from the garden...
So far I've got a whopping 3 bell peppers, 6 tomatoes and one tiny baby squash that's starting to grow.
Granted we had a very hot summer that I wasn't prepared for and even watering 3 times a day a lot of my stuff just burnt, plus the ravenous squirells that ate every seedling I put out.
But I'll do it all again next year because it was a blast.
My son is 3 and goes over to the pear trees where we buried 2 pets in the past 2 years.
Our cat Bruce and our bearded dragon CJ.
He still feels a need to take care of them. He was "in charge" of feeding the lizards so every one in a while he grabs lettuce from the fridge and tries to take it outside for her. While he's over there he says stuff like "pspsps Bruce wanna play with me" and it fucking obliterates me every time.
Bruce was his best friend, he would do his bed time routine with us everynight and loved my son so much. I'm suprised he even remembers him since he was so young but their immediate bond was really special.