work rambles and much much more! *groan*
Oct. 4th, 2005 11:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
emothySomeday I might write a big longass entry in here about every silly little thing I do in a day, work and everything. Actually what I might do is take my camera into work one day and take pictures of everyone and everything to spam you guys with. Maybe the next time I work til 9pm, like I did again last night, ohyes. Now we have a whole back wall full of tinsel and other foil type creations like mini foil Christmas trees you hang from the ceiling. Sue keeps calling it Tinseltown, whereas I'm just calling it OMFG MY EYES SO MUCH SHINY IT BURNS.
I got the jobs of first moving the giftboxes, which isn't easy because it involved moving the party supplies and the pictures above them and putting up shelves where they'd been to put the giftboxes on. Then I had to put the party stuff back, BUT I had to squish it into a smaller space so that the flower baskets stand could go there too for when the silk flowers come in for Christmas too. And then I got to take the bin-full of food Jan had taken off the front shelves to put the little girls Christmas gifts and squish it all onto the main food shelves. As well as the two rows of jars of spices, which meant putting in two more shelves, moving everything coz it was too tall where the shelves were going in, going too high, too low and just blah everything else. Though today Carrie said she approved of what I did so you know it's all good ;) The food's her department you see, lots of heavy boxes of jars and tins and junk and everyone else at our place is too wimpy to do it.
So this week I'll get Thursday night and yesterday night's overtime in my paycheck. Wheee, I'm thinking that's about and extra £40, maybe £35 after they take some tax off the overtime too. Still not to be frowned upon. Nice day off today spent watching series 4 of CSI coz omgyay when I got in just after nine last night I found the dvds had turned up already! Yay for third parties through amazon that only take about five days to deliver to you in total from order time to doorstep! I tried to leave way impressed feedback but amazon still reckons the order hasn't been sent. Uhm, but I HAVE THEM.
Ahem what else. I'll ramble about Carrie coz we were talking today (when she came round to see me after work like she does now, say n'awwwww you know you want to) about how everyone else's problems seem so much more dire than your own so it makes you reluctant to talk about yours. Well stuff that because I'll admit I'm content with the way things are in my life right now in general, but nothing's perfect and I want to bitch and moan a little about how unfair things can be.
All this stuff with Carrie is making me see how stark a contrast there is between our family lives. Carrie's 23 for god's sake and she can't do anything. I've stayed over Saturday night through Sunday the opast two weeks now, and I said to her Sunday, well she can't do that at mine because Sunday she's expected to cook dinner because she doesn't work. Same with Mondays. And she pays for half the take-away they have on Saturday nights so she'd have to be there for that too. Her brother Michael (20 year old), his friend Ian turned up on Sunday, and Carrie got a lecture because she didn't talk to him too much. Uhm 1. I was there and she had an obligation to me, right? and 2. She had to spend two hours cooking dinner for the seven of us! Also 3. He's MICHAEL'S friend and even Michael barely spent any time with him. Michael's always fricking closeted in his room, he's a nice guy but he's way quiet and shy and hermity. And Shane's just got ADHD but not, they're not sure what it is, but if you don't lock him up he fucking goes roaming the streets stealing from skips people have filled with their unwanted junk. So yeah Carrie's shouldered with all the responsibility and hassle (half because she's the oldest I think, but mostly because she's the only GIRL, I swear that's what it is. Her brothers aren't made to COOK).
Half the time the next day after we've spent time together she comes to work and tells me her mum's been ranting again that she never spends time with the family. Sunday, we went downstairs at about 11am, Carrie couldn't start cooking til 3pm coz her mum wanted a later lunch so her dad could paint the bathroom, we ate with everyone in the living room, we went upstairs at about 8pm til 11pm when I had to leave (to have you know ALONE TIME). And somehow Carrie didn't spend enough time with the family. The family she has to get home after work everyday by 6.30pm to spend time with before bed and work the next day, the family (read: her mother) she even spends her day off wandering round the shops with when she should be free to do what the hell she wants and have a break.
It irritates me just as much as her how clingy her mother is, she's fricking 23. Yeah she lives at home and has to respect that to a certain degree, but I think just staying here after work til like, 7pm, is that too much to ask? Just ONE night now and then? Or having dinner here like I do on Sundays, or whatever. I don't feel like I can be spontaneous and say to her, "let's go out tonight and do this" or "why don't you stay a little longer tonight?" because she has to get home and be part of the family and all that crap.
And more than that, I keep comparing and contrasting it with my homelife now. Compared to Carrie I couldn't be more free. I come and go as I please, I just give mum fair warning beforehand where I'm going, what I'm doing and when I plan to be back and all's well. If plans change I just let her know to keep her informed, it's common courtesy. Other than that I don't need permission for anything. Mum freely accepts that I'm an adult now, and obviously trusts me to make my own decisions. Carrie's family is so set on routine she does it without realising it most of the time. But I know, we both know, her mum is just reluctant to let her go. She's the first after all, that's gotta be the hardest, when your oldest kid breaks out on their own. So neither of us really blame her mum, we just get a little impatient over it. And that makes me realise how... Uninvolved my parents can be sometimes.
I don't say uncaring, because that would be a huge fucking lie, they do care. Or well, my mum does. Just, for example mum went to Paris on Thursday with Lin for the racing and before she went she didn't even tell me where she was going properly or when she'd be back. Jackie at work had been gossiping with her and told me instead last week! She was supposed to be back today but she called dad to let him know she'd be back tomorrow instead, and only then did she call me this afternoon to see how I was. That conversation lasted all of five minutes, and included dad coming up, grabbing the phone from me and covering it up. He went "don't tell her I'm doing the conservatory", when I didn't know what the fuck he was on about and what that even meant! As far as I can see he hasn't done anything to it!
No-one tells me anything round here, and never have. Mum invents conversations I've had with her. She's always "I told you, blahblahblah" and I have to remind her no she didn't tell me that at all, I knew nothing about it. Like if she's visiting relatives or a friend of hers is coming over and I'm caught out. I never have detailed conversations with her about what I've been up to, if I try to talk about work she tells me off for "moaning". I haven't even spoken to my nan or grandad for weeks now and they live right nearby now! I think my nan is going to blame it on me getting older and "not wanting to spend time with us anymore" but hey I work, they don't. They manage to see mum on her day off, why not come see me and take me out for lunch like they do with her?
I know it's a two-way street, I'm just saying they could do more too. And more easily than me. I can't even think much these days I'm either working or tired or with Carrie. Or a combination of two.
These are just little nagging things, not of much importance but it's nice to bitch it out, you know? It would be nice if Carrie could move out and be independent but she could no way afford it. And perhaps if I moved in with her between us we could, but I'm not making that kind of commitment to anyone right now, moving in. I'd have to have a friend for years before I did that, let alone a relationshippy type thing. I'm only 18!
Besides I can't do ANYTHING for myself, I'd be royally screwed. I can barely cook a handfull of meals for myself, I don't do the cleaning, I don't know about all the ins and outs of running a home. Bills, DIY jobs, door to door salesmen. How the hell do you get rid of those people?!
I've been going on for like half an hour now so I'll stop. Before I go I just have to whine about one more thing. I totally had inspiration for fic today and did research and the bits I've found look totally promising, but it made me want to give everyone else the prompt and research stuff too, and just throw out a random challenge. But then I realised no-one would do it so :P I think it'd be fun, not making it scary by building up a whole community, just putting random prompts in your journal now and then and then when people see it they just write whatever comes to them, fandom or random thought or whatever. Mini writing exercise. And hey interesting comments to read!
Ahem ahem anyway off. Probably should go to sleep now and enjoy the extra time. Got a whole pallette of clothes to do tomorrow apparently according to Wonderwoman (Carrie's nickname coz she always bitches about how no-one else could do her job coz it involves hard work, which is true. And she gets a hell of a lot more done than anyone else would doing her job. But yeah she whines so I sneer and call her Wonderwoman, it's great fun). A whole palette I probably won't get done, because people will be needing me on the fricking till all day no doubt. Pfffft.
We'll see, we'll see.
I got the jobs of first moving the giftboxes, which isn't easy because it involved moving the party supplies and the pictures above them and putting up shelves where they'd been to put the giftboxes on. Then I had to put the party stuff back, BUT I had to squish it into a smaller space so that the flower baskets stand could go there too for when the silk flowers come in for Christmas too. And then I got to take the bin-full of food Jan had taken off the front shelves to put the little girls Christmas gifts and squish it all onto the main food shelves. As well as the two rows of jars of spices, which meant putting in two more shelves, moving everything coz it was too tall where the shelves were going in, going too high, too low and just blah everything else. Though today Carrie said she approved of what I did so you know it's all good ;) The food's her department you see, lots of heavy boxes of jars and tins and junk and everyone else at our place is too wimpy to do it.
So this week I'll get Thursday night and yesterday night's overtime in my paycheck. Wheee, I'm thinking that's about and extra £40, maybe £35 after they take some tax off the overtime too. Still not to be frowned upon. Nice day off today spent watching series 4 of CSI coz omgyay when I got in just after nine last night I found the dvds had turned up already! Yay for third parties through amazon that only take about five days to deliver to you in total from order time to doorstep! I tried to leave way impressed feedback but amazon still reckons the order hasn't been sent. Uhm, but I HAVE THEM.
Ahem what else. I'll ramble about Carrie coz we were talking today (when she came round to see me after work like she does now, say n'awwwww you know you want to) about how everyone else's problems seem so much more dire than your own so it makes you reluctant to talk about yours. Well stuff that because I'll admit I'm content with the way things are in my life right now in general, but nothing's perfect and I want to bitch and moan a little about how unfair things can be.
All this stuff with Carrie is making me see how stark a contrast there is between our family lives. Carrie's 23 for god's sake and she can't do anything. I've stayed over Saturday night through Sunday the opast two weeks now, and I said to her Sunday, well she can't do that at mine because Sunday she's expected to cook dinner because she doesn't work. Same with Mondays. And she pays for half the take-away they have on Saturday nights so she'd have to be there for that too. Her brother Michael (20 year old), his friend Ian turned up on Sunday, and Carrie got a lecture because she didn't talk to him too much. Uhm 1. I was there and she had an obligation to me, right? and 2. She had to spend two hours cooking dinner for the seven of us! Also 3. He's MICHAEL'S friend and even Michael barely spent any time with him. Michael's always fricking closeted in his room, he's a nice guy but he's way quiet and shy and hermity. And Shane's just got ADHD but not, they're not sure what it is, but if you don't lock him up he fucking goes roaming the streets stealing from skips people have filled with their unwanted junk. So yeah Carrie's shouldered with all the responsibility and hassle (half because she's the oldest I think, but mostly because she's the only GIRL, I swear that's what it is. Her brothers aren't made to COOK).
Half the time the next day after we've spent time together she comes to work and tells me her mum's been ranting again that she never spends time with the family. Sunday, we went downstairs at about 11am, Carrie couldn't start cooking til 3pm coz her mum wanted a later lunch so her dad could paint the bathroom, we ate with everyone in the living room, we went upstairs at about 8pm til 11pm when I had to leave (to have you know ALONE TIME). And somehow Carrie didn't spend enough time with the family. The family she has to get home after work everyday by 6.30pm to spend time with before bed and work the next day, the family (read: her mother) she even spends her day off wandering round the shops with when she should be free to do what the hell she wants and have a break.
It irritates me just as much as her how clingy her mother is, she's fricking 23. Yeah she lives at home and has to respect that to a certain degree, but I think just staying here after work til like, 7pm, is that too much to ask? Just ONE night now and then? Or having dinner here like I do on Sundays, or whatever. I don't feel like I can be spontaneous and say to her, "let's go out tonight and do this" or "why don't you stay a little longer tonight?" because she has to get home and be part of the family and all that crap.
And more than that, I keep comparing and contrasting it with my homelife now. Compared to Carrie I couldn't be more free. I come and go as I please, I just give mum fair warning beforehand where I'm going, what I'm doing and when I plan to be back and all's well. If plans change I just let her know to keep her informed, it's common courtesy. Other than that I don't need permission for anything. Mum freely accepts that I'm an adult now, and obviously trusts me to make my own decisions. Carrie's family is so set on routine she does it without realising it most of the time. But I know, we both know, her mum is just reluctant to let her go. She's the first after all, that's gotta be the hardest, when your oldest kid breaks out on their own. So neither of us really blame her mum, we just get a little impatient over it. And that makes me realise how... Uninvolved my parents can be sometimes.
I don't say uncaring, because that would be a huge fucking lie, they do care. Or well, my mum does. Just, for example mum went to Paris on Thursday with Lin for the racing and before she went she didn't even tell me where she was going properly or when she'd be back. Jackie at work had been gossiping with her and told me instead last week! She was supposed to be back today but she called dad to let him know she'd be back tomorrow instead, and only then did she call me this afternoon to see how I was. That conversation lasted all of five minutes, and included dad coming up, grabbing the phone from me and covering it up. He went "don't tell her I'm doing the conservatory", when I didn't know what the fuck he was on about and what that even meant! As far as I can see he hasn't done anything to it!
No-one tells me anything round here, and never have. Mum invents conversations I've had with her. She's always "I told you, blahblahblah" and I have to remind her no she didn't tell me that at all, I knew nothing about it. Like if she's visiting relatives or a friend of hers is coming over and I'm caught out. I never have detailed conversations with her about what I've been up to, if I try to talk about work she tells me off for "moaning". I haven't even spoken to my nan or grandad for weeks now and they live right nearby now! I think my nan is going to blame it on me getting older and "not wanting to spend time with us anymore" but hey I work, they don't. They manage to see mum on her day off, why not come see me and take me out for lunch like they do with her?
I know it's a two-way street, I'm just saying they could do more too. And more easily than me. I can't even think much these days I'm either working or tired or with Carrie. Or a combination of two.
These are just little nagging things, not of much importance but it's nice to bitch it out, you know? It would be nice if Carrie could move out and be independent but she could no way afford it. And perhaps if I moved in with her between us we could, but I'm not making that kind of commitment to anyone right now, moving in. I'd have to have a friend for years before I did that, let alone a relationshippy type thing. I'm only 18!
Besides I can't do ANYTHING for myself, I'd be royally screwed. I can barely cook a handfull of meals for myself, I don't do the cleaning, I don't know about all the ins and outs of running a home. Bills, DIY jobs, door to door salesmen. How the hell do you get rid of those people?!
I've been going on for like half an hour now so I'll stop. Before I go I just have to whine about one more thing. I totally had inspiration for fic today and did research and the bits I've found look totally promising, but it made me want to give everyone else the prompt and research stuff too, and just throw out a random challenge. But then I realised no-one would do it so :P I think it'd be fun, not making it scary by building up a whole community, just putting random prompts in your journal now and then and then when people see it they just write whatever comes to them, fandom or random thought or whatever. Mini writing exercise. And hey interesting comments to read!
Ahem ahem anyway off. Probably should go to sleep now and enjoy the extra time. Got a whole pallette of clothes to do tomorrow apparently according to Wonderwoman (Carrie's nickname coz she always bitches about how no-one else could do her job coz it involves hard work, which is true. And she gets a hell of a lot more done than anyone else would doing her job. But yeah she whines so I sneer and call her Wonderwoman, it's great fun). A whole palette I probably won't get done, because people will be needing me on the fricking till all day no doubt. Pfffft.
We'll see, we'll see.
