Sleepy Thoughts
On the verge of waking up a few minutes ago it occurred to me that the reason people, especially parents insist on everyone in their sphere getting dressed daily is so that they don’t have to wash pajamas every other day. Seems obvious now.
This is the kind of thing that runs through my head as I wake up.
Yesterday the landlords told us, again that we have too many things pulling power for the available power in the house. I can’t recall the exact numbers but it was mentioned that the fridge, stove, septic system, water pump, and furnace use most of it leaving us with very little for things like lights, electric kettles, laptops, and printers. My main thought was the stuff that is using the vast majority is not negotiable and things we can’t control. If the person use wattage is so low then obviously it’s not enough for a reasonable household. The place obviously needs rewriting and upgrading but instead they tell us not to have on lights, to turn off dam near everything and not to co9 and wash laundry at the same time lest the system be overloaded. It’s frustrating.
At times like this I am so over living here even though I really like it for the most part. Unfortunately Das foams at the mouth at even the idea of moving. While I wouldn’t want to go to an apartment I’d be willing to look at an older house with a decent yard or even a semi detached with a yard. He on the other hand would act as if that would be worse that hell. Not that we have the money to move anywhere anyway but still.
In a few months things should level out a lot financially but right now it’s bleak. He hasn’t been able to find a job for nearly two years and turning fifty this year isn’t helping since ageism is a thing even though it’s not generally admitted.
The past few weeks have been full of paperwork, worry, and random shit that needs doing. I try approaching it one day at a time but sometimes it’s just overwhelming. And my body has decided PMS is not just for the week before my period. I constantly feel “off” something has to give soon.
This is the kind of thing that runs through my head as I wake up.
Yesterday the landlords told us, again that we have too many things pulling power for the available power in the house. I can’t recall the exact numbers but it was mentioned that the fridge, stove, septic system, water pump, and furnace use most of it leaving us with very little for things like lights, electric kettles, laptops, and printers. My main thought was the stuff that is using the vast majority is not negotiable and things we can’t control. If the person use wattage is so low then obviously it’s not enough for a reasonable household. The place obviously needs rewriting and upgrading but instead they tell us not to have on lights, to turn off dam near everything and not to co9 and wash laundry at the same time lest the system be overloaded. It’s frustrating.
At times like this I am so over living here even though I really like it for the most part. Unfortunately Das foams at the mouth at even the idea of moving. While I wouldn’t want to go to an apartment I’d be willing to look at an older house with a decent yard or even a semi detached with a yard. He on the other hand would act as if that would be worse that hell. Not that we have the money to move anywhere anyway but still.
In a few months things should level out a lot financially but right now it’s bleak. He hasn’t been able to find a job for nearly two years and turning fifty this year isn’t helping since ageism is a thing even though it’s not generally admitted.
The past few weeks have been full of paperwork, worry, and random shit that needs doing. I try approaching it one day at a time but sometimes it’s just overwhelming. And my body has decided PMS is not just for the week before my period. I constantly feel “off” something has to give soon.
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